smell of cooking 154

Smell of cooking
The neighbour always do
For his business in the night
He cooks on the back lane

Put up tent
The utensils clash
The gas cylinders
And the action begins

Up in the sky
The pigeons fly
Smell the good stuff
The need to satisfy

Under the hot sun
Earn a living trying hard
He forgets to clean properly
Leaving oil stains and left over

And the pigeons wait
Putting marks on my window ledges
As the smell of good flow
With the soft breezes