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.
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