The Seagull Espies
A seagull espied my pasty today;
I saw him; then he saw me, he looked away;
he circled around to take me unaware;
but, I, my pasty, was unwilling to share, so I followed his path,
kept a watch on his place;
he thought for a while,
then a smile came to his face –
and he flew off.
A minute later, there was a cough
right behind me, I turned to look,
a decoy, I beheld, the oldest trick in the book;
and there was my pasty,
gone, in the blink of an eye –
and the two hungry seagulls
laughed, and I did cry.