The Birds

While we ate pizza
The birds came to stare
Taking positions
On the back of the chair
They sat for some time
Eyeing the food
Despite the surroundings
Their vision was glued
Once we were finished
I fed each a crumb
They took it mid-flight
From my finger and thumb
When all was gone
They drank from a puddle
Then to the next chair
To wait in a huddle
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