Crow
Did you know they planned their days
Who would stay home and would go away
The speak loudly when apart, softly when together
There's so much more to crows than black feathers
I bet you've never seen a baby crow
They're smart enough you'll never know
They mate for life, they teach one another
When to fly and when to hover
They recognize different human faces
And when to avoid certain places
They make their own tools
Have a strict set of rules
They work and they play
Know when we're looking their way
If you hurt them your face they'll know
So beware when your in the world of the crow
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