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The pigeon and the fly

      
There is a house-fly in the room      
been here since six o'clock, he      
woke me up, now  on my  arm        
all this is annoying but          
nature has a job for him and        
the meat is in the fridge.     
.        
A pigeon called  on Monday        
the door left open.Why not?        
I set him off, he called again        
taking  seeds left  in a bag,        
Why not?   ...   ... Yes why not ?        
        
 The house-fly lives a day        
 pigeons a few years more,       
let them have a slice of time.        
We have more, enough to waste,        
yet all we do is quarrel.        
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Written by Kexby (john rickell)
Published | Edited 2nd Aug 2018
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