I saw an old woman, <br />In the park. <br />She was sitting on a bench, <br />Under a huge tree, <br />Feeding the pigeons. <br />She would take out feed, <br />From a paper bag, <br />And spread it, <br />On the sidewalk, <br />In front of her. <br />The pigeons scrambled around, <br />Picking up all the grains, <br />Until they were all gone. <br />They were very grateful. <br />After they were full, <br />They flew to the tree, <br />Under which sat the old woman, <br />On the bench. <br />And they all preceded, <br />To defecate on her. <br />The moral of this story is, <br />Don't sit on a bench, <br />Under a huge tree, <br />After you just fed, <br />A flock of pigeons. <br /> <br /> <br />10/27/10 Alton Texas<br /><br />Juan Olivarez<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-old-woman-in-the-park/
