A chip of milky chocolate
cast on the frigid tarmac,
rolled into pigeon’s eye view.
Dodging clumsy feet,
her tattered ash wings
ushered her to the tidbit,
and with a bow or two
her beak itched her to peck.
And it nibbled back.
Eager eyes mirrored hers,
as the fluffy gentleman
receded with a coo and
an offering.
Lady accepted,
and with a flattered flutter
of silver wings,
she urged a taste…
But, it was stony,
and stolen…
Her baffled beak
caught the “civil” pigeon
and his alpha brother
tucking in to a treat upon the
rooftop of Mc Donald’s.
He was typically plump.
And she was still grey. |
Submission Name: Three Pigeons and a Chocolate Chip
