Sid – the humping Seagull
Gazing at the wonder of the skies,
Powderpuff clouds drift silently by.
Almost at once distracted am I,
By rhythmic, resounding, erratic cries.
Such is the hubbub, of a birds demise.
Perched precarious, upon his prey,
Fiendish behaviour, promiscuity.
Such is the like of, ‘Sid’s’, debauchery.
‘Humping Seagulls – come what may.
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