Avian Visit

Two wayward pigeons settled
On the A.C. right outside.
Nine stories up, they strutted
With no place for them to hide.

We were surprised to see them;
They’ve not visited before.
Perhaps they meant to stop off
At a slightly lower floor.

I didn’t mind their presence
But my husband did, so “Shoo!”
One tap against the window pane
And off those pigeons flew.