#228
A Black Bird
The old black crow is struttin' his stuff,
Steppin' high in black feather buff;
But no one will notice, no one care,
Cause an old black crow just isn't rare.
#228
A Black Bird
The old black crow is struttin' his stuff,
Steppin' high in black feather buff;
But no one will notice, no one care,
Cause an old black crow just isn't rare.
#97
Caw Caw
I heard the crows a'calling
As I ambled down the road
With my little dachshund pulling
Like a tugboat with a load.
I stopped to look and listen,
When much to my surprise,
I saw 4 crows conducting
A war games exercise.