Three short poems.
I. A young Pidgey searching for it's lost mate.
II. The mother's reaction.
III. The Father's reaction.
(Unsuitable for very young readers.)
Disclaimer: Duh, I don't own Pokemon (apart from my Raichu, Eevee, Pidgey, Totodile, Quilava, Bayleef and Wooper but they go without saying) I also don't own other TV shows, like Stargate and Doctor Who. But that's obvious. I do however own all rights to my pet guinea pig, unless I decide to sell her, which is not happening. But I'm rambling now...
A wandering pidgey, sailing above,
Searching and searching for her lost love.
Solemn as solemn while flying quite free.
Creates too much interest from a bird in a tree.
A fearsome Fearow flapping too hard,
A peck from that beak could leave her scarred.
Feathers are falling, the Fearow has won,
Her body is gleaming, where she fell, in the sun.
