A Bird

A True event

A bird shat on my head today

Why he did it I could not say

Passing below a nice green tree

He suddenly let it go on me

My head was wet, it trickled down

And stopped amongst my disapproving frown

A tissue was required, Oh what a mess

A sorry state I must have looked I guess

As it dripped all down on to my shirt

All embarrassed, feelings hurt

It’s supposed to be lucky someone said

What to have a bird shat on my head

I retorted in an angry mood

Then laughed out loud when situation reviewed

It must have been funny to those near by

To see this bird with a very keen eye

Who flew away not to be seen again

But only his droppings did remain

Is it lucky, we will see

But I won’t forget the day he shat on me.

Author's Note

This actually happened to me

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

I have heard too it’s supposed to be a sign of good luck. I’m glad you eventually saw the funny side of it, and you left us a poem sharing your experiences which gave me a chuckle. Hope your good luck turns up soon.

[Cully45]

Thank for your kind words.Regards Owen