He hides in trees
Taunting
Like the ghost of an ancient hungry baby
With his foul cry
“NooNoo Noo NooNoo”
You close your eyes
Then he’ll rise
With the sun.
Grey and bloated
Porcine
Too early
“NooNoo Noo NooNoo”
They say a pig can’t fly
They lie
Be sure
To fear his greedy
Gap toothed beaky maw.
Rise and stagger
Looking out
No sign
Then back to bed
But still he throws his voice about
“NooNoo Noo NooNoo”
His galloping claws are closing in
Columba palumbus
“NooNoo Noo NooNoo”
Columba palumbus
“NooNoo Noo NooNoo”