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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.

Poem by Ted Hughes
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