Two Ravens
Two ravens sat up in a tree.
She wondered what they'd eat.
"Don't worry, little chick-a-dee",
he said, dreaming of rotting meat,
"Bodies as far as we can see,
a most generous treat -
I can all but guarantee
mankind's doomed defeat."
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