The Spring Pigeon
'You stiooopid bugga....... you stiooopid bugga....... you stioopid bugga......... you stioopid bugga', it coos incessantly, and my waking brain clocks in and chants along with it until I remember that I'm a human and not a stioopid bugga, and get up to embrace the day.
It has its own time signature and if I was an artier sort of musician I would write a 'piece' based on its rhythm. And that of the gaps between telephone burrs as you wait for someone to answer, and of course windscreen wipers: tub.. thump, tub.. thump, tub.. thump.
Here is the first joke of spring:
What do you call a cat who is unnaturally attracted to its mother?
Oedi Puss
2 Comments:
And when it destroys the family?
Oedi Puss wrecks.
Have you met the cat's friend, BT? Oedi Pal?
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