…my first poem. Apologies to Leanne.

[tectak]

I saw this little birdie perch
upon the steeple of a church
where far removed from grass and sod
it sang, in counterpoint, to God
for when the bells pealed loud and long
they'd dinginging and dongongong

Can I eat my bloody steak now?.....singinging is stayinging.

....are you originally from Dongongong?