I spent some time in London in the mid 70's. I both hated and grew fond of pigeons. Here are my two best works on the subject:

Limerick The First:

The Bird Lady’s fond of all pigeons.

So much that she’d start a religion.

She’d call, “Kitty-coo,”

From under the poo

Which weighed much on her final decision.

Limerick The Second:

Pigeons loved to bomb old Colonel Thistle.

The bombs even made sounds like whistles!

The Colonel, in fits,

Finally scared them to bits

By launching a heat seeking missle.

© 1976, 2009 by Daniel Carter. All rights reserved. Copying without permission is illegal and will be prosecuted.

On the subject of London and pigeons, I wrote the following about 1977:

A pigeon (so I

discovered

while visiting

Trafalgar Square)

can walk only as fast as its

head

bobs.

© 1977, 2009 by Daniel Carter. All rights reserved. Copying without permission is illegal and will be prosecuted.

While in high school, I often wrote poems that were humorous, were a bit mind bending, or had a bit of a twist. Here are my favorites:

I.

Modest shadows

streak

quickly by me

hoping to find someone

to hide behind

where

light won’t see them.

II.

While quietly crunching through the snow,

I came across a lonely footprint.

Carefully,

I picked it up and examined

it.

Then,

I carefully placed it back where

I had previously found it.

I discovered the poor thing was dead.

Some one had

stepped

on

it.

III.

As I sit and think, I often wonder.

I usually think why I wonder

When

I’m wondering

or

What I’m thinking when I’m

wondering

about it.

Maybe I should stop

thinking.

IV.

I asked No One.

I was going to ask Some Body

but

what’s the point in asking

Some Body

if

No One is there?

© 1974, 2009 by Daniel Carter. All rights reserved. Copying without permission is illegal and will be prosecuted.

I like to "bend" our language to discover what we can really say with what seems like nonsense. Here are more examples of that.

But this is about all I have to say in this hub. My only purpose is to hopefully make you laugh. Though a cliché it may be, laughter is the best medicine to counter so many of life's ills. Thanks for reading!