We stood on beach,
From man quite out of reach,
Too near the ocean for man to intrude,
Disturbing our pleasure was that damn dog being rude…
From the ocean side he did make his attack,
All my brethren did escape with feathers intact,
But the mood was quite altogether ruined,
Boy, would I like to put that dog in a sack…
Our quiet beach day ruined,
We flew away to find a meal,
I’m still pissed about that dog,
Our solitude he did ultimately steal…
© ed ;-) 5/12/09
Ron
Fee
Georg
Regis