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The Seagull

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From chimney to chimney the seagulls call.
They’re becoming hungry, no children at all
Where’s the curry and chips upon which they rely:
It’s not on the roadside to fulfil their cry

They all came inland when the fish became scarce,
And were fed by the children, their take-outs to taste,
But the virus is here, human friends disappear.
They must now go back to a time before fear,
When they foraged themselves seeking insects and worms,
To return to their nests with real grub for their young.
Shirley Gibson 06.04.2020

By shirgib123

Hi there, I am 70 yrs old and retired. I have been in isolation with my husband for five weeks. We took the decision with our daughters to do this as things at that point were not looking so good. I have taken to writing poetry and limericks. This keeps my mind occupied and some people actually like most of them. I will also be show casing my daughter Wendy's [Gibberz Creations] beautiful machine embroidered items. I hope you enjoy my page.

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