Pigeons Sitting on Daffodils
I saw pigeons sitting on my daffodils,
when drawing back my curtains this morning.
Hanging from a tree were my old grey frills
on the hedge my washing was adorning…
When the strong winds blew, it was a ship in sail,
with my bras and knickers on flag display.
I felt my whole world sink and I went pale; and
I wished the whole washing world would go away.
Then the chap next door brought my frillies round
I laughed and blushed then said it wasn’t mine
He smiled passed it over and now I’ve found,
my new ‘friend’ enjoys a glass of red wine.
So if you see pigeons sitting on your daffodilsIt may bring you new friends and sexy thrills.
copyright Diana Leighton 2016