A Pigeon On The Grey Cement

Pigeon On The Grey Cement Wobble Up To Me, I Have An Unsalted Cracker For You. Just you here? Where's your family? Across the way; at the fountain, drinking water? You thirsty? Your eyes are black like the buffalo. Gotta go. See you again tomorrow. Big CTA Bus. Run little pigeon. Fly a little. Try a little. Over to the fountain. Blue, black, gray and white pigeon - where'd you come from? Where do you hide your eggs? Don't get smashed on the asphalt. Tweetie, Twittle. Gosh. Wonder where you'll sleep tonight. I'll look for you again tomorrow; you'll be here as you have been for the last 50 years. All you see are the shoes on people's feet; all day long. They're so mean to you; too.