041 - Pigeons

We should be like the pigeon

And have no religion

It would be quite a twist

If we all turned anti-theist

Although we can’t be sure

If birds are really pure

Maybe they do have a god

And it’s all one big facade

Perhaps they silently worship

Some kind of holy script

And all day they peck

To avoid going to heck

Do they write their sacred book

In poo - have we all mistook

Their guano for atheism

When it’s actually evangelism?

Or am I reading too much

Into this - perhaps I’m out of touch?

I’ll still be wary of the birds

And their smelly potentially holy words

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This poem appears in the book World’s Bestest Poetry Volume One, available from the Shop!