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A Man Who Has Nothing In Particular To Recommend Him Discusses All Sorts of Subjects at Random as Though He Knew Everything

The Crow

THE CROW
by: SIPPICAN COTTAGE

The crow sat down and thought a bit

Who is to say what laws permit

I take a thing that draws my eye

My interest is my alibi

I travel through the wicked world

My Jolly Roger is unfurled

I have the knack of nicking stuff

It makes it mine oddly enough

The owners have no fixed ideas

Their compost piles my gallerias

They value things that I don’t want

I pick their trash like a savant

I drag bits out and hawk the wares

To former owners unawares

Who ooh and aah at my concision

They’re unaware of their misprision

The stuff you want is all around

I find it laying on the ground

But when you see me overhead

You wish you had my stuff instead

 

3 Responses

  1. We were afflicted by crows for years, as they desroyed the required-by-law plastic garbage bags at the curb on pickup days. Then came the West Nile virus, and they disappeared. A few years passed — and now they're making a comeback. Sort of like health care reformers.

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