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Bachelor Crow Suggests Another Meet Up
Three shiny-loving crows found a perch, and plunked their talons down
Two had landed on a rusty antique pick-up truck – Tom and Town.
Their cousin Lee had found a place to sit on a telephone pole.
Bragging, laughing and sharing stories was their goal.
Their stories were bawdy, and funny, fowl-like and fine.
By the time the sun began lowering, they had told forty-nine.
Cawing, squawking, crackling creaky beak laughs floated in the air.
Let’s meet here Wednesday said Lee, if you two married ones dare.
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Caren Krutsinger
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