Ode to Terns

Fun to watch them fly and frolic
stunts and airs and high speed swoops,
but oh it renders me melancholic
to see my boat all covered in poops.

I hung up foils and owls and snakes
stood on the deck and waved my arms.
I thought I'd done all that it takes
everything but install alarms.

And yet each day I sadly view
Tern poops, tern poops, anew,
Tern poops, tern poops...residue.