Little silver gull hop up near me looking for hunger quenching bite <br />And the poor half starving fellow has a great big appetite <br />But I don't have food to give him sorry little bird I say <br />Though I'll be back here tomorrow with some bread to give away. <br /> <br />He hops to me a bit closer I've a paper in my hand <br />And he thinks I'm going to feed him and he doesn't understand <br />When I don't throw him a crust of bread or little piece of meat <br />Little silver gull he feels hungry and he badly needs to eat. <br /> <br />Half of his right leg missing for the creature I feel sad <br />How did this happen poor sea bird? better luck you might have had, <br />How did part of your leg get cut off poor thing you must have suffered pain? <br />And though your wound has healed perfectly your handicap with you remain. <br /> <br />He sat on the ground close to me with self sympathetic look <br />Little bird I cannot feed you this time you are out of luck <br />Then he stood up on his one leg flapped his wings and off he flew <br />As if to say if you don't feed me then it's go to hell to you.<br /><br />Francis Duggan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lines-on-seeing-a-one-legged-silver-gull/
