No Good Deed - - -
When Sherri was a little girl
a baby crow fell out of the tree
and being my little tomboy
she said "Leave this up to me".
So up the tree she climbed
to put little "Elvis" back in his nest.
Mama crow did not appreciate it
and became somewhat of a pest.
When the rest of us walked outside
she just gave us the evil eye
but for Sherri she had other plans,
dive-bombing her from the sky.
Whichever door she left by
that crow was watching for her
and dived and pecked at our little girl.
The ungrateful, miserable cur.
No good deed goes unpunished
is a saying we've all come to know.
Intended perhaps for humans
but it certainly relates to a crow.
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