THE SONG OF THE CROW
Posted: Sat Mar 23, 2019 3:50 pm
THE SONG OF THE CROW
The crow is not a cheerful fowl
With mates, he makes a murder.
How he flies in strict straight line
Is taken as a measure.
Just basic black adorns his back
While glows his evil eye,
And like a languid ragged ghoul
He lopes across the sky;
ARK ARK
OEK
ark
OOOOOOOOOOooooooo
The crow is not a cheerful fowl
With mates, he makes a murder.
How he flies in strict straight line
Is taken as a measure.
Just basic black adorns his back
While glows his evil eye,
And like a languid ragged ghoul
He lopes across the sky;
ARK ARK
OEK
ark
OOOOOOOOOOooooooo