Friday fictioneers – Squawk


Squawk! Squawk! Squawk!

Charles will you stop with the squawks.

Squawk! Squaaaaaaawwwwwk!

Charles you are being childish now.


I’m not listening to another squawk. I’ve told you a hundred times in this flock I’m top gull and I get first pickings of the tadpoles. Squawk all you like, I’m not listening.

Squawk, squawk, squawk.

Will you stop looking at me like that? I’ve worked hard to be the top of the pecking order. You are not helping me maintain my position.


That does it, go sleep in the reeds. I don’t care if it gives you beak rot.

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35 Responses to Friday fictioneers – Squawk

  1. JackieP says:

    ha! That made me laugh, especially the last line. Beak rot. 🙂

  2. Beak rot – chortle! A smile-raiser, indeed!

  3. RoSy says:

    Ha – somebirdy is being a brat!

  4. Anja says:


  5. Honie Briggs says:

    Who knew seagulls had such egos? Very funny, beak rot! HA!

  6. Humorous and fun to read. Not to follow the crowd, but beak rot is very funny.

  7. dmmacilroy says:

    Dear Summerstommy,

    Anja said it all and best.



  8. Dear Summer,

    Birds of a feather squawk together.



  9. zookyworld says:

    Oh, that upstart Charles! Maybe sleeping in the reeds will help him keep it down. It’s hard for a gull to think with all that squawking!

  10. Hard to follow all those comments so I’ll just say “ditto” to all. 🙂 Sorry your holiday’s about to end, but enjoy the last days of it!


  11. Beak rot, ha! Good one. I imagine there is a real pecking order to the birds, and power struggles! Personally, I think they’re unpredictable and I don’t like to get too close. Nice job.

  12. Very funny – squawk and flies away ….

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