There’s a pigeon on the rooftop

And he’s driving me insane

For his constant pigeon noises

Seem to permeate my brain

From his perch upon the chimney

He’s coo cooing to his mate

It just thunders through the building

And it comes out in the grate

The noise is quite incessant

And no matter where I sit

I still hear this damned bird calling

It annoys me quite a bit

How I wish he’d find another house

To broadcast to his lover

Why does he have to use my roof

Why can’t he find another

ã John W Fenn  26-03-2009