Crow Goes Hunting

Crow
Decided to try words.
 

He imagined some words for the job, a lovely pack-
Clear-eyed, resounding, well-trained, 
With strong teeth.
 
You could not find a better bred lot.
 

He pointed out the hare and away went the words
Resounding.
 
Crow was Crow without fail, but what is a hare? 

It converted itself to a concrete bunker.
 
The words circled protesting, resounding.
 

Crow turned the words into bombs-they blasted the bunker.
 
The bits of bunker flew up-a flock of starlings.
 

Crow turned the words into shotguns, they shot down the starlings.
 
The falling starlings turned to a cloudburst.
 

Crow turned the words into a reservoir, collecting the water.
 
The water turned into an earthquake, swallowing the reservoir.
 

The earthquake turned into a hare and leaped for the hill
Having eaten Crow's words.
 

Crow gazed after the bounding hare
Speechless with admiration.
 

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