They flap and they clap above. <br />Fighting others, attacking their brothers to fit in perfectly like a glove. <br />To dance at a glance and weaken all over. <br />Means shake and perpetual heartache for all to cover. <br /> <br />For bread and the dread of living has to proclaim, <br />that all who have gull shall, in any circumstance, be the same.<br /><br />Jeremy Fallecker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/seagulls-6/
