The Crows
They are not really much to look at
if you are looking for standard beauty.
But they can easily elude a wily cat.
Their call leaves much to be desired.
The ears get grated rather roughly.
Not a golden voice to be so admired.
Most folks think them to be a pain.
They are chased away as soon as seen.
Probably hated for their sharp brain.
But then few folks are aware of the fact;
the fact that is really quite evident.
The chaps keep earth clean by their act.
Do this by clearing dead creatures.
They consume them all with no ill effect.
This is one of their notable features.
Imagine the stink if this was not done.
Our world would turn topsy-turvy.
It would become a hell for everyone.
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