Seagull in the Snow
I've been out in all weathers,
And it's ruffled my feathers,
But this is a first:
I hope it's the worst.
Who would be a Seagull in the Snow?
I can feel my beak freezing
And it isn't too pleasing,
And as for the feet
They long for some heat.
Who would be a Seagull in the Snow?
I can tell you life is getting dicey;
All the worms are deep beneath the ground!
Look at my expression! It is icy!
You are by the fire I'll be bound!
See, my eye! It's so beady!
It's a sign that I'm needy.
Though I'm on the beach
I can't raise a screech!
Who would be a Seagull in the Snow!
Have a good weekend!
5 comments:
That's so clever!! As something of a song re-writer myself, I salute an excellent job!!
Thanks on two counts.'One for giving me sch a public airing and two, because I accidentally zapped the blog at this end and I'd forgotten what I wrote!
very funny. would love to follow this particular seagull around and see how things go...for him or her.
That is TOO funny. That Gull does look a little PO'd. MB
Anyone would be pissed off in that cold Sylvia. Your friend did a good job with the poem.
I just got my computer back after hassles for nearly a week. You're ok too eh?
June in Oz
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