Seventeen Feathers
with apologies to Poe and Baum
Seventeen feathers*
is all that I need
to become a raven
instead of a crow.
A raven is majestic,
a crow just a crow~
they invade the cornfield
just to spite the scarecrow,
who cries out in despair:
it's a murder I fear,
please have a heart!
* The large primary flight feathers on the wing are called pinions; Ravens have 17 pinions while Crows have 16.
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