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Flock of pigeons on the broadwalk Overlooking Hastings beach. Swirling. Whirling search for dinner, Hungry pecking at all in reach. Except for one aerial marvel, Thinner, smoother than ragtail lot. Always one turn behind the others, Always last to leave the spot. Closer view shows message tube On perfect orange leg. Now reason clear for inexact mime Of this miss route square peg. Untrained in bobbing beak manouvre Lack of food dulls fuddled brain, But instant flies to kind observer Rattling shiny tin of grain . Comes close to box held high by stick With trailing booby stri ng s, from craw, Regurgatates the stones Succumbs to lentils, then softly sings. Line stretched tight, cage drops down, As happy captive is content, And later, bright eyed, thrown to heaven, continues home on flight path , bent. |