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A LOUD Hollering and ANGRY  CROW

A LOUD HOLLERING
Angry
CROW


Was Squawking, and Screeching
And MADLY
C-R-O-W-I-N-G
At ME
As I PASSED
CROW
ROW


CROW--ROW


Is a Dark, Dreary, place
In the DEEP, MINNESOTA
WoodLANDS, where ONLY
Those---BIG--CROWING
C-R-O-W-S
Hang out and
GO


So this BIG CROW
This Early
MORNING


Was CROWING, an AWKWARD
ANNOYING, angry CROW, Sound
Without the USUAL
WoodLANDS, beautiful
Song BIRDS, Chirping, Tweeting,
HAPPY, Zing and SING
But the--ANGRY
CROWs, Voice was,
C---R---O---W---I---N---G
Zinging, and to my EARS
S-T-I-N-G-I-N-G


So I just walked on BY


And didnt even STOP
To say Hello or
HI


I know this is where the
CROWS--hangout and--GO


So on my Way
I went as FAST
As the, WIND
Did---BLOW
And I gave this
C-R-O-W
His, SPACE
And CROW
Respect I
SHOWED


By John D JUNGERS
02---JULY---2018


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A LOUD Hollering and ANGRY CROW