Dark Harbor, 1943, N. C. Wyeth
No wonder we are always left hungry,
Cos’ they steal our share of fish from the sea,
We too can turn the tables on them,
Come on folks; let’s grab some as they unload them.
Helpless, the sea-gulls watches every day,
As the humans, fishes away their prey,
They resolve to get back at them,
Flying in a flock takes off, as many as they can.
This post is for Magpie Tales 235
Copyright 2014 © Nandini Deka
excellent take on those hungry gulls!
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