"The pigeons in the market square
Walk upon the pavement there.
Their feathers silver blue and green
Would make a garment for a queen.

They strut about and nod their heads
And boldly walk on garden beds.
They are as tame as tame can be.
They're not at all afraid of me!

And when I walk from school each day,
I always go the longest way
Because I like to see them there...."


That's all I can remember!!