POET'S CORNER

CROW CORONA

CROW CORONA

Heard some crows outside my window
Cawing language I deciphered don’t know how

It serves the humans right
To be caged against their might

Though I still hope they can deliver
Food to us on a platter

They have more time for recipe
We will devour the results in glee

We were fed up of fast food
Now home cooked tastes good

I can see them flipping cook book pages
Behind the grills of their cages

So our babies are well fed
No junk, only purity bred

Want to pass the good luck but how?
But when we shit there is none below!

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