Three Gulls

Three gulls,

sea gulls,

stood on a wall;

each one hungry,

shrilly they call.


Observant, aware,

waiting opportunity

to grab a tasty morsel,

a chip or a tuna tea.


Some love them,

some hare them,

but highly I rate them the most,

the seaside patrollers,

of Cornwall’s fair coast.


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