What
WHAT?
black
black crows
on a fence
in a cornfield
flying round my head
so many black black crows
what could it possibly mean?
an omen of disease sickness death?
no! it is this horrendous winter
these babies are cold and they are hungry
Copyright © Daver Austin | Year Posted 2011
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