Plover

On weekends
I fall unto you
In sequence
Barely operate
I'm reaching
With desire in my paw
They're cawing
Barely listening

I get lost in that grin when they're flocking
All the plovers are stressed cuz its stalking
Fly for miles, be harassed by some barking
I hope this program rubs off on these chumps

In season
The proverbial heron call
Is threatening
My pristine evening
In sequence I
See pelican lines
Cross into my line
Like parallel kites



Credits
Writer(s): Rhys Woodruff
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