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by Norman
Rated: E · Poetry · Entertainment · #2239901
It was a sunny day
I came on over to the park
It's such a sunny day
I thought I’d eat the ham on rye
I’d bought along the way

No one knows what pigeons eat
So I just throw them bread
Maybe they would really like
Some pumpkin pie instead

But if we gave them pumpkin pie
What if they got too fat?
Then they would waddle like a duck
Could you imagine that?

Or maybe if they’re New York birds
Then pizza’d be their choice
And they would ask for extra cheese
That’s if they had a voice

Hey, I’m just guessing; I don’t know
But if I had a hunch
I think they’d settle for some rye
Left over from my lunch

That pigeon’s looking up at me
Like I’m some kind of creep
Like I should give him all my lunch
And don’t be so damn cheap

So now I’m sitting on this bench
As hungry as can be
That pigeon really ate it all
Without a crumb for me

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