“Vermin!!!”
“Rat of the sky!!!”
“Flea-ridden disease carrier!!!!”

I hear there vicious taunts,
I’m not pretty enough to flaunt my plume,
But I’m smart,
I am central to London; we are the works of art,
They try to move us on,
For some time now we’ve been gone,
But don’t forget that out of sight,
We pigeons take our magic flight.

“Vermin!!!”
“Rat of the sky!!!”
“Flea-ridden disease carrier!!!”