ok so my feet ain’t clean
they’re covered in oily muck
but I don’t reckon that the fault of my kind
it’s you humans who create that slush
I’m just clearing up your mess
picking your left overs clean
sandwich bits and discarded crap
it’s you not me that’s obscene
look at my sheen
look at my bright keen eye
see my feathers preened so neat
you got the cheek to call me
rat of the sky
well then you’re the rat of the street
I was born to the cliffs
where the sea waves crash
and a ledge of rock was my home
now I live with you lot
tidying up your mess
and all you can do is moan
you can say what you like
I know I’m cool
I know where my life is at
I’m a beautiful bird
a king of the air
don’t you call me sky rat
Not my first post about a pigeon, and it won’t be the last. These birds are closely related to the rock dove, if you ever see one, you’ll see the similarity. Rock Doves live on wild sea cliffs, and look to be the least likely birds to colonise major cities all over the world. I love animals that are adaptable, it doesn’t matter to them how much we mess up their habitat, they won’t be beaten, they even thrive on it.
The average pigeon is quite capable of flying at 50 mph, if you see one alongside you while you are driving, it’s incredible to see just how easy they make this look.
Some people hate them, they call them sky rats, yet like rats, if we didn’t leave so much food lying around, we wouldn’t see them, they’d stick to their natural home.
As you’ve probably gathered, I think they’re great, and look at the colours in those feathers, that is beautiful, we should be grateful that such a colourful resourceful creature has decided to spend its life with us.