golden dawn,
touch down ... at my tea...
trust not man
if ever to live
thy full free life,
says the crow...
smiling, true,
ai throw a cookie
at him...
kaw kaw kaw...
he calls his beloved
in a frenzy of love
come, darling come,
soon... something good to share...
wonder why,
why is that man
never did like these crows?
because they are black,
and kaw, scream, kaw?
because they scavenge,
and clean up man?
or is it because ...
they are simply smarter than man,
and always true?
the scarecrow smiled,
and nod, nod, nod...
the sea breeze slid away
not wanting the blame...
xi has come
with the news of the day...
to sing me her song
of unfailing love...
days one thousand and one,
nay, two and more...
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