Lately I've noticed the seagulls at the shopping center.
They are a flock!
All at once they rise as the bus passes by,
to the right near the guitar store.
They are a ruckus.
They settle on the other side of the central parking lot.
Here we come--the bus monster!
They are mad, fat beach pigeons.
As we pass by the grocery, one stares at us: eyes wide, beak working.
He curses us in seagull.
They are a ruckus.
They settle on the other side of the central parking lot.
Here we come--the bus monster!
They are mad, fat beach pigeons.
As we pass by the grocery, one stares at us: eyes wide, beak working.
He curses us in seagull.
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