Maternal Instincts
The crow dived in one
full swop
A chick to be picked for
lunch for her chick's
So the mother hen in
a daring response
fluttered her wings to meet
the crow in mid air
To redeem her chick's
This is maternal instincts
in foreplay
Writen 3rd March, 2025
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