Chimney Pot Poem by Kelvin Rush

Chimney Pot



My bum is always boiling hot
Said the docile pigeon to the chimney pot
So why do you sit on me all day?
The pigeon looked confused then flew away

Saturday, April 13, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: observation
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