Tuesday, October 22, 2013
The Kingfisher on my fence today,
Is propelled by his attitude.
He scolds me on my daily walks
Screeching unbird-like tweets, so rude.
I attempted once, a friendly chat,
He replied by attacking my face.
Comparing my lot size to Penn Cove,
I guess he actually owns the place.
He’s perching now on the telephone wire;
“I am demanding you look at me!
Your dog on a leash, your grounded feet,
Don’t you wish you were feathered and free”!