Brosa and the Noisy Beasts

Brosa suffered a terrible morning.

Three seagulls were perched on her recycling bin, and were cackling like a great babble of drunken tourists.

"I hardly think they're screaming for ice-cream at this time of the morning!" thought Brosa.

But not to worry:

"They really should go back to where they came from (probably England or somewhere). Otherwise, I will catch them, and they will go in my pie! Ho ho ho!"