For anything we ever did <br />That ever beat the band, <br />'Twas chasing off those pigeons <br />From the 'residence' so grand. <br /> <br />The house of our ambassador, <br />So stately standing there, <br />Has no more pesky pigeons! <br />They have taken to the air. <br /> <br />A humble place it never was, <br />Today it's also clean <br />Because the roosting pigeons now <br />Are hardly ever seen. <br /> <br />We've put a system into place, <br />Designed a special way, <br />That's been completely tested <br />And built it is to stay. <br /> <br />The ledges and the cornices <br />Are clean as they can be, <br />While pigeons fly in disarray <br />To other canopy. <br /> <br />No longer do they roost and 'drop, ' <br />Or inconvenience us. <br />They fly away to places where <br />The 'other people' cuss.<br /><br />Frank V. Gardner<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/they-fly-away-in-disarray/
