The Seagulls End

By The royster

Fri, 10 Aug 2012
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9 comments
 

Sitting high upon the cliff,
Gazing out to sea
A seagull circling high above
Was looking down on me
I had a sandwich in my hand
About to take a bite
The bugger swooped and pinched the lot
The greedy little shite.

Angry, Hungry, well pissed off
Revenge was on my mind
I looked into my picnic bag
To see what I could find
A piece of cake from my last trip
He’ll think it looks like bread
Then as he dived to pinch that too
I shot the bastard dead.

Certificate 15
Poem
Humour

Comments

Submitted by rjnewlyn on
Made me laugh. Might be worth working on the second verse a little to get it as perfect as the first. Rob

 

Submitted by The royster on

Hi Rob.  How very bad of me not to reply to you.  I missed this completely.  Thank you so much for reading and glad to have made you laugh,  I would be interested to know how you feel it could be altered.  Regards,  Roy

 

Submitted by Linda Wigzell Cress on
Thats terrible Roy! After u being so kind to pigeons!And me reading this having me brekkie overlooking sea on me holidays! Nearly choked meself! Very funny! Linda

Linda

Submitted by The royster on
Hahaha, Sorry to spoil yer brekkie Linda. Y|es, I did feel a little guilty, but not for long. Hope you're having a good holiday with 'em all. Watch out for Seagulls. Roy PS. Hope to get back to Buses again very soon.

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Loved this;-) Tina

 

Submitted by The royster on
Thanks Tina.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

You gave me a laugh laugh with this poem Roy.  Jenny.

 

Submitted by The royster on

Hi Jenny,  That's great, thank you for looking in again.  Hope you're keepng well.  Roy 

 

Submitted by The royster on

Hi Jenny,   Oh that's great!  thank you. Hope you're keeping well.  Roy