The Birds -A Poem

The birds scare me,
They fly by and scream at me.
I don’t like the birds,
I wish they’d die.
But I can’t hurt the birds,
That would not be fair.
How I wish they’d go away,
They keep staring at me with those beady black eyes.
The birds think they rule me,
They would try to kill me if they got the chance.
Why do they hate me so,
I never did anything to them,
They keep staring with their expressionless eyes.
Just a flicker of light nothing more,
They rise they squawk.
They circle they chase,
They scare me.
I wished they’d go away,
Birds, leave me be!!!

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