Vultures

The picnic is over
What's left they've already packed,
Cleared and covered
Now's the time for vultures...
Vultures of a different kind.
They'll swoop from up down under
They'll try the pieces to recover
To reconstruct
The meal that was served earlier
If only they could find just a bite...
Just the one bite, that's all they look for
Vultures of a different kind.