A pigeon with club foot
Patrols purposefully
Between the feet
Of weary travellers
Unaware of his deformity
Or how his presence amuses
And bemuses.

He flutters up
Scaring squeals
From a seated seniorita,
Perches parrot like
Upon the departures board;
This room his world
And he its master.

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Author: agw

Amateur poet and writer who aspires to write more...

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