It was an earl mornin’, <br />- where the M-1 tanks are made <br />There was an invasion of the airborne type descended in to the city of Warren <br />They took the government by surprise and General Dynamics could not explain, <br />Why they would a high security zone, were their white feathers some sort of disguise? <br />The call went out to test the firepower of the tanks, a warning was issued, <br />To the staff, <br />To be prepared for the upcoming blasts, <br />Soldiers donned the military armor uniforms complete with goggles and masks. <br />The Commies would see defeat by the most sophisticated mobile armor of the Yanks, <br />Not only did the gulls have the gall to invade, they decided to breed. <br />The test track is what they felt would be a safe place from predators, <br />Just what they would need to mate so that more eggs could be laid. <br />The guns were pointed at the flock of birds and fired upon; the birds had no chance, <br />Some were splattered beyond recognition, and then the tanks rolled in to control <br />The condition by artificial birth control means by rolling over the eggs and the chicks. <br /> (As the writer of this verse can I interject a question if I may? <br /> I wonder if Patton or Rommel started this way?) <br />The tanks with the weight of many a ton, Farewell to Feathers, Goodbye, Goodbye, <br /> Jonathan Livingston. <br />The war was waged and temporarily won, but the seagulls will return to the nesting, <br />Place where they biologically yearn, when will ever learn? <br />One could only speculate on what the government thinks and does, <br />Maybe the top brass though that if the M-1 worked well against seagulls, <br />It should work against the Libyans, Iranians, and Sadinistas. <br /> <br />(9-1988)<br /><br />Joe Rosochacki<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/farewell-to-feathers/
