What could be more relaxing and enjoyable than a picnic in a park?
The shining sun. The cool breeze. The children playing happily on the rolling green of the park...
Little did I know that it was the Annual Seagull Feeding Day - where all the crazy old ladies come out of their homes to feed the seagulls. Why???? The seagulls have fended for themselves perfectly well until now, so why do people feel the need to feed them in the middle of a park where people are TRYING to have a picnic?
The day soon turned to disaster...
The blazing heat-wave of July 09
Drew people out into the sunshine,
Sat upon the rolling green:
People, children, seagulls unclean.
The crazy women from Ventnor Street,
Gathered in 'the' place to meet,
To feed their precious, little birds,
Eyes clapped on; stampeding herd.
Seagulls waddling side to side,
Fluttering wings, ground and sky,
Nothing would get in their way,
To the place where food was, 'twas not ok.
Picnics shielded, drink lids closed,
Checking for bird poo on our clothes,
Stray cats lurking in the bush,
Ready to pounce, keeping hushed.
Rear ends wiggle, 'zoom' they go,
Stealing this unpleasant show,
Fur and feathers all afloat,
Drifting down...stuck to my coat.
People covering heads and eyes,
Dared not look up in the skies,
For fear that they would get attacked,
The food would go, that was a fact.
Crazy ladies covered in birds,
Throwing bread at the impatient herd,
Cackling loudly as they went,
Seriously messed up in the head.
People started to free their food,
Hoping that the mighty brood
Had occupied themselves with bread,
And that they could release their dread.
Oh my oh my, how wrong they were,
Do you know how far those birds can hear?
They'd lost interest in plain white bread,
And gone for 50/50 instead.
Health-mad parents fought them off,
While kids got all the goodness they could scoff,
But then there were the unlucky few,
Like a battlefield in the end; who knew?
Never again, in my life,
Will I go through all that strife,
I'll send my little bro instead,
To see how he can save his bread.
Enjoy nevertheless 
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I enjoyed reading this a whole lot. Thanks for sharing; well done.