Crow.
Hey crow, half the length of my arm,
Look at the din you make , thinking I will harm your young one,
When I am pacing the terrace up and down.
The space I claim for my own and you as your own ,
Is neither mine nor yours, oh the crowing one!
Look at the din you make , thinking I will harm your young one,
When I am pacing the terrace up and down.
The space I claim for my own and you as your own ,
Is neither mine nor yours, oh the crowing one!
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