The Birds

I've never been a fan of birds. I don't like their beady little eyes, their creepy feet, how they can poop on you from above, the whole thing. But what I don't like even more are the people who feed pigeons and other common birds. Pigeons are doing okay without your stale bread, pal. Giving away food just encourages pigeons to be obnoxious and get in everyone's way.

Someone must have heard my complaints.

I really, really wish I'd been there for this.

To celebrate, here's Tom Leher:

"All the world seems in tune
On a spring afternoon,
When we're poisoning pigeons in the park.
Ev'ry Sunday you'll see
My sweetheart and me,
As we poison the pigeons in the park.

When they see us coming, the birdies all try an' hide,
But they still go for peanuts when coated with cyanide.
The sun's shining bright,
Ev'rything seems all right,
When we're poisoning pigeons in the park."

Music to my ears!