Birdbrains

I passed an iron gate with birds

On either side, a’strut.

There was a space to squeeze through,

Though the gate was mostly shut.

The sparrows on the far side

Pecked for food along the ground

With a pigeon as protector

Guarding all the crumbs they’d found.

Yet the near side had 2 pigeons

Trying hard to breach the gap

But for every move they made, the guard

Unleashed a little zap.

As I watched the scene, I wondered

Just how dumb those birds were; why,

If they wanted to cross over,

All they had to do was fly!