The Grave Robber and the Crow

Written by Blue-Eyed Devil 

Could you convince a crow to part with dead man’s meat, rhymes and all?
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I walked along through fields of blood
To harvest conflict’s crops.
For bread and wine are just too fine;
I must steal from its corpse.

But swiftly through the darkened clouds
A crow set down to feast.
With caw of delight, it ceased its flight
And fed on dead men’s meat.

I screamed and flailed, to no avail:
“These men were brave and strong!
And yet you feast upon their eyes.
Can you not see that is wrong?”
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