Pigeon's Life Poem by Phan Thanh gian

Pigeon's Life



Roaming wild, I once fly freely
Now I'm bound in this overcrowded city
Scavenging for strewn left over filthies
Loud seagulls, meek squirrels keep me company
So how well would these wings serve me?
A mere chicken no less, I will soon be...

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