Dominating the skies 

Watchful of their prey 

Birds are the scourge of the skies 

Circling overhead like a satellite orbiting the sun 

Flapping their grey-hued wings 

With their malicious glare staring at the ground below 

Suddenly a gold-feathered bird swoops in 

The dainty female birds flock together 

To marvel at this magnificent sight forever 

He swoops energetically manoeuvring left and right 

Determined to soar like a kite 

Diving down to chomp on salty chips 

And coating them in different dips 

Eventually the saddened seagulls depart 

Thinkng they have played their part 

As the mighty eagle devours the food 

Now in a triumphant mood