Pigeon Lout Poem by Lee Fones

within forest fly around
cleaning from nest to nest
trying not to make a sound
in a bit i'll have to rest

i'll sit up on a branch
of old silver birch tree
then i'll check me stanch
where a bee stung me

then i'll go to back on duty
flying round forest so green
some pigeons get snooty
spraying eggs with benzene

they all get in a flap
they all squawk out
i'll have to invest in map
dislike being the pigeon lout