sometimes i write silly poems....this one happened one day last year when i was watching these humongous pigeons strutting for each other....
Strut your stuff you meaty wonder
I’ll dance away from you
I see you’re trying to take your plunder
But you haven’t got a clue
Life is full of twists and turns
Make me certain you’ll follow
You’re afraid that you’ll get burned?
Well I can barely swallow…
I’ve been down this path before
Broken, wounded and low
So it’s scary, even more
Please, stop strutting, take it slow.
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