Doves of peace they are called;
Pristine white for purity.
Not in our garden they aren’t!
Steal food from the wild birds!
Assault the birds with beaks of wrath!
No matter how we scare them,
They persevere with their errant ways.
Reminding me of politicians,
Going their own way
Without thought or care for others.
Politicians and white doves,
Should be eradicated from our lives.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 4th, 2024 00:52
- Category: Reflection
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Comments4
Ahh, so doves don't always gently bill and coo.
No they don't Orchi.
Andy
I coo - I say cooeee!
You're talking rubbish now, says Fido. And he adds 'No change there then for you 99% of the time!' lol.
lol brilliant Andy, only you could have written this. Well said dear friend. 🌹
Thank you so much Teddy.
Andy
You got politicians off to a fine art .. not so sure about those doves .. you sure they are not a different species .. like politicians ..
They may well be Neville but the doves are vicious in our garden.
Andy
Doves of peace? Blew the lid off that one, didn't yer......
Certainly did Dave, they can be viscious.
Andy
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