Fat seagulls
in landfills,
from
dirty great
hands full,
of food
gone to waste,
some die
for the want
of a mouthful
or taste
Some fight
for trifles,
others far
more spiteful,
in spite of
protesters,
perhaps bound
by the closed
fisted might
of investors,
spend capital
on sell by dates,
and cheap rates
on skips
and bins
to be filled
to the brim
with bread,
meat,
and dented tins
Folk climbing
over fences
looking thin,
to be arrested
We're not dense
you're evidently
not familiar
with the concept
of common sense
Margins of error
to terrible
to mention
Notations
in the column
indicate,
a failure in
the legislate,
an over
protective need
for cotton wool
covered trees
Lest we fall
and hurt ourselves
on the contents
of a high reach
shelf
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