When God made the pigeon
There was one extra bit
In his do-it-yourself
Build-a-pigeon kit
He looked at it, shrugged
And thought ‘Hey, what the heck’
Fix that end to its legs
And that end to its neck.
He should have just left that bit
Back in the box
Now the pigeon nods wildly
Wherever it walks
I love this poem! What a novel idea! Excellent work, Sir!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Brilliant, Dave. Another of your whacky humourous ones. Loved it so much, and I'm still laughing. Great write. Love Ernestine XXX