Two Crows

Two crows were perched
   on an orchard fence,
   under a morning sun
Cawing like a couple
   of street corner thugs,
   who were looking for some fun.
Both spied a circling menace,
   soaring high
   up in the sky
A hawk had strayed
   onto their turf,
   this wasn't going to fly.

The crows cawed curses
   and took to wing,
   clamoring for a fight
It was time for a little schooling,
   To teach this bird
   to see the light
The hawk seemed not to notice
   As the two made crows
   approached
He played it cool,
   neigh a feather moved
   As the cocky crows encroached

A swoop and a dive
   to disturb the air,
   and so began the rumble
The crows nipped at his tail feathers
   The hawk,
   he took a tumble
Into a dive
   then up and out
   The hawk made no concession
The crows gave chase
   and upped the game,
   The hawk had learned his lesson

Back came the crows
   to their orchard fence
   proud of their feather ruffling
Cackling and cawing
   and crowing so,
   I could swear
   that they were laughing

jeyler 2006