This one’s for Tommy…
…Boyd, that is, not Robinson. Although the latter is always welcome also, it is his country after all.
One for sorrow.
Two for smelly feathers.
Three for an addiction and
Four for not being able to afford a decent holiday.
Five for cancer,
Six for death, and
Seven for other birds lookin’ away ‘cos they can’t stand your breath…
Inspired by the current meme (not mine, just the poem is):