A Seagull in lockdown

A Seagull in lockdown

I am sitting up here on the roof
This darned lockdown’s not a spoof
It isn’t fun, it’s not a treat
This damn seagull needs to eat.

The wise old locals know my tactics
They wrap their snacks in prophylactics
Reduced to munching worms and grubs
No tasty treats from local pubs

What’s that you say you’ve heard it said
From this weekend the go-ahead
Tourists back, business thriving
Time to practice high-speed diving

Shall have a nap and pleasant dream
Soon be licking their ice cream
Lots of pasties, fish and chips
Think it’s time to lick my lips

Up on the roof  I’m not blind
Will launch attack from behind
Happy there, sitting humming
Dopey tourist won’t see me coming

My plan’s complete will do some mating
While on this roof….watching waiting.