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Whacky...you haven't gotten off the ground...yet. Flex those wings!
posted by
muser
on December 8, 2006 at 12:12 PM
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Well, I flap my wings a lot but never quite get off the ground!
posted by
Whacky
on December 7, 2006 at 11:57 PM
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Muser
I've never really contemplated how lazy pigeons are before. But, now that you've brought it up. . , they do seem to do nothing more than scramble around the sidewalks looking for dropped french fries and bread crumbs. LOL I thoght they were supposed to be carrying messages from A to B and stuff. (grin)
posted by
Joe_Love
on December 7, 2006 at 5:46 PM
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Muser
Hi, so good to see you writing. Pigeons always have surprised me with their 'flight of tattle'. Those who take messages and return. Interesting poem.
posted by
Justi
on December 6, 2006 at 1:24 PM
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muser, He doesn't sing but he sure makes a lot of funny noises. When we lived in the big old house in the older part of the city, pigeons made their home at the corner of the eaves in a protected place that happened to be just the other side of the wall from our bedroom and they roosted at the head of our bed. Their noises were a little disconcerting and not at all conducive to romance. We were just across the street from a big old Catholic Church that provided refuge for the main portion of them. They sure could fly well enough to get back and forth from here to there and visa versa. LOL
posted by
TAPS.
on December 6, 2006 at 9:52 AM
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