He struck at a pigeon on the fence, decided it was an offence worth killing for. He did not like pigeons. Pigeons would gather in the world and be indiligent. Pigeons clucking and bobbing and making a shitty mess. Pigeons soiling statues and pigeons covering benches with their noxious guano. Pigeons not tasty, pigeons not modest, pigeons flapping and passing pox through the city like a vermin with wings.
5 comments:
I love this piece!
No way ma, pigeons are cool.
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that's life
that's life
I can't deny it
i too am feeling of pox...
pigeons, pigeons, everywhere - but not a cat to eat - how will we control this menace? pox on it!
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