Pigeon

A Poem by a_methyste

As I was walking on the street, Along stores there was a little pigeon. It immediately attracted my attention its cuddly way of Walking! Seeing its little legs crossing one at a time, Was like seeing

As I was walking on the street,
Along stores there was a little pigeon.
It immediately attracted my attention its cuddly way of Walking!

Seeing its little legs crossing one at a time,
Was like seeing the little hips of the baby.
As it tries to walk.
It was a cute aesthetic shower.