Pigeon Pie

Pigeon Pie.  What relevance does a pigeon pie have to me, Ms Mundy Pigeon, brown pigeon extraordinaire!  Pigeon pie is a dish in which pigeons are placed in a pot, covered with pastry and then baked until a nice crust forms.  The pigeons can be baked with garlic, onion or any other vegetables and herbs one likes and this type of dish is popular in western Europe (perhaps more so in the old days).  Pigeon is a very popular dish in Egypt as I have previously mentioned to my followers. My hordes of followers.  All six of them. I am pleased to say that to my knowledge, none of my followers like pigeon pie.  I hope they don’t anyway.  I don’t think pigeons come very high in the pecking order although we are pecking animals.  Other animals don’t peck but they are higher up the order.

Pigeons. Carriers, messengers and racers we,

Soaring over  forest, field and sea.

Sun in eye, wind in rear,

Miles we travel, with no fear.

Ogling tourists bring seed everywhere

St Peter, San Marco and Trafalgar Square.

Evening comes, appetites high

Tourists head out for pigeon pie.

Felines stalking, to supper us make,

Eating al fresco, no cook no bake.

Messengers, pets or food? Contradictions!

That is one of life’s afflictions.

Food in this life is destiny for me,

Maybe in the next a hunter I’ll be.