Poe gave us the Raven,

So I shall give you the Crow

That rascal of the cornfield…

An annoying little foe.

 

He’ll squawk you into madness

From high up in the trees

Never.. ever,  giving up…

That tenacious little fiend.

 

With the cunning of a Pirate,

He’ll plunder what he finds

He’ll even steal a shiny coin..

From a beggar who is blind.

 

He rules the misty nights..

That autumn often brings,

That spooky silhouette…

Against a moons bright darkened  scene.

-Antony King  © 2016

 

 

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