The Seagull

I am your average seagull

Sailing on the breeze

Me feet are webbed, me legs are pink

And I've got knobbly knees.

I'm not a fussy eater

I'll eat most anything

Hold up your corned beef sandwich

I'll take it on the wing.

I fuss and fossick on the beach

Digging for clams and such

Then drop the shellfish from great heights

The clams don't like it much.

I'm not a flashy dresser

I favour white and grey

With yellow eyes and yellow beak

Seagulls rule... O.K.?

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