In a lively city, Where the food smells gritty, Pebbles struts on high, With a gleam in her eye, Belting…

Perched high on a branch, Tambourine the Pigeon takes a stance. With feathers bright and bold, In colors green and…

Stand strong in the Lord, His strength is our sword. For battles unseen, In shadows they glean. Not flesh that…

As the sun sank low, Golden hues did glow. Rock the Pigeon stood, In his rooftop hood. With a mic…