Sad when you steal a crows toe
Mrs. Barnaby Crow has lost her husband’s toe.
She saved it from his coffin deep in the snow.
Wore it as a key chain, it had a claw with a glow.
Whoever has stolen it, is pretty downright low.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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