The Crow

Birds like peacocks, parrots are loved by everyone, But I’m the bird that is loved by none, People always make my fun, I’m a crow. When I’m hungry, I eat a mouse, Or squirrels and small animals, And make’ em dead an’ take them to my house, I’m a crow. Now let’s see cuckoo, my wife, People always consider her opposite from me, But I’m leading a happy life, I’m a crow. People differentiate between our voices, They think that my wife sings a song, But they think I make noise, I’m a crow. People hate me an’ say I’m black, But why only me? My wife’s also black. I’m a crow. But still I’m happy with my life, And I’m enjoying my life. And I’m also happy with my wife. I’m a crow. People capture peacocks, parrots an’ my wife (SOMETIMES), And they keep them in the cages, For all their lives, I’m a crow. I’m the happiest bird among everyone, It’s true you don’t love me, But I can’t be captured by anyone, Because I’m a crow!!!