Theres a pigeon on the rooftop

There’s a pigeon on the rooftopAnd he’s driving me insaneFor his constant pigeon noisesSeem to permeate my brain From his perch upon the chimneyHe’s coo cooing to his mateIt just thunders through the buildingAnd it comes out in the grate The noise is quite incessantAnd no matter where I sitI still hear this damned bird callingIt annoys me quite a bit How I wish he’d find another houseTo broadcast to his loverWhy does he have to use my roofWhy can’t he find another ã John W Fenn 26-03-2009

— shazbat, Mar 26, 2009

About This Poem

About the Author

Region, Country: Norfolk, UK, GBR

Favorite Poets: Kipling, T.S Eliot, Hilaire Belloc, Ogden Nash, Spike Milligan and many more.

Critiques

Geezer

17 years 2 months ago

want to borrow my sling-shot?

i know just how you feel. i have the same problem. i have a sling-shot and i chase them with it. i try not to hit them, just scare them enough times that they look for somewhere else to go! i couldn't have written it better myself! you expressed my feelings exactly! i wouldn't change a thing. keep on keeping on. gee.

shazbat

17 years 2 months ago

Thanks for the offer of the

Thanks for the offer of the slingshot but i have a rifle and for some reason the little beggars disappear before I can get them in my sights, glad you enjoyed this one, thanks for reading. Regards John

infinite_dwarf

17 years 2 months ago

Poor John

At least you don't have a whole roost taking over your attic. Pigeoon poo has some pretty nasty stuff in it! I happen to like their cooing, but that's just me. ~Jess K. ---------------------------------------------------- -"The truth is, it doesn't matter what you do. 'Til you gaze in that mirror with an eye that's true. And admit that what scares you is the me in you..." - Steve Earle