Monday, July 6, 2009

Rest in Peace


Starling

There is a bird called Starling
A pooping little pest he is
He will dive bomb your car
And leave a deposit
Whether you like it or not

I saw him flying straight for my car
And as he went out of sight
I saw him high fiveing his friends

This doesn’t rhyme and I don’t care
I would like to write another verse
Here lies Starling
He pooped his best
He pooped his last
Rest in Peace

at

4 comments:

  1. Jimh.July 7, 2009 at 5:31 AM

    nice poem Grandma! Apparently you had a bad dun in with a starling...

    ReplyDelete
  2. froggletJuly 7, 2009 at 7:16 AM

    I hate the crows they sit on our light pole and make a mess of my car. So I decided to shoot one with Jim's high powered air soft gun I hit it about 6 times before it finally decided to move.

    ReplyDelete
  3. Stephanie FriezeJuly 7, 2009 at 8:42 AM

    Pooping birds used to annoy me, too. Now I slow down so that the clean-up-crows can get out of the road.

    ReplyDelete
  4. DianeJuly 7, 2009 at 9:06 AM

    Ahhhh, seems poor starling should have reconsidered that last dive bombing mission, huh?! Nice poem, Grandma! Have a great week!

    Many hugs...........

    Diane

    ReplyDelete