They wait,

and they gaze.

And while they watch, they learn...

They learn from what they see.

On cables, houses, posts...

In rows they stand on their little claws.

And they observe.

Until someday.

Someday they will act,

the dreadful pigeons of doom.


prr prr


chinowis said...

esto inspira a que uno piense muy mal de todas las palomas (come ardillas. Neto) que habitan su escuela...