Hastings has the constant chatter of seagulls!
F r o m H a s t i n g s T o T a l a !
I hear the cry of seagulls Baldslow-way (Hastings!)
Two naughty birds are “bombing” local streets
They hunt for food, they’re causing great dismay
Discarded “goodies”: seagulls’ tasty treats
Upon the roofs, they clash with magpie call
Cacophony, it drowns a passing bike (Hoorah!)
An early morn’ in Tala they recall
I cry to birdies: “Come on, What ‘you’re like!”
Balloon below the birds, they raise me up
Fly off to Beachy Head, my spirits soar
A glass of Status Red I’d love to sup (Bitte, Heinz!)
Instead, a cheeky Jacob’s Creek I pour (Oz!)
The World’s a better place with bird and wine
I slip into a slumber so divine! zzzzzzzzzzzzz! “Yiamas!” x x Published on: www.themanicpoet.co.uk x x