The seagulls clamoured for more;
the sand upon dry land
was upon the shore,
to be sure;
but soon the tide would turn,
and return;
and, upon its return,
the sand would sink below the sea,
and seagulls, once again,
would yearn
for fish
for their tea.
By the Book (sic)
Bardly Writ
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Seagulls are such demanding buggers aren’t they?
They aren’t everybody’s mug of coffee. G:)
I like them, but there never shy about making their demands known. More likely to just take what they want should you show any sign of hesitating.