Crow

I am more than just a black bird called a crow
I like to play, prank and even steal things as I go
I mimic sounds and sometimes human voices
And coo and caw when people hear my noises

I am loyal to my followers and my human fans
I leave gifts, watching to see them in their hands
I am making warning calls as I guard your land 
Caw, coo, caw, click, if you could only understand

I am nesting now near my favorite human lady
In a fir tree, where the boughs are lush and shady
I see her daily, as she talks to me and leaves a treat
I coo, and caw, I just love her and think she's sweet

She even honors me by her decorations of my kind
Makes feels me loved, safe and with peace of mind
Caw, caw, coo, caw, hope she hears my morning call
Now cooing softly, I am content here, I have it all!

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