Seagulls push inland
From waves
But the waves keep coming
– Collapse.
The shore is at your door,
Their red beaks and red feet
Mix with red pindan
–The dust waves make them run.
We feed them chips
Filled with bi-carb soda.
Blog of the writer J. P. Quinton
Seagulls push inland
From waves
But the waves keep coming
– Collapse.
The shore is at your door,
Their red beaks and red feet
Mix with red pindan
–The dust waves make them run.
We feed them chips
Filled with bi-carb soda.