A VENDOR CROSSED MY STREET
CALLING FISH! FISH!
MY MOM WANTED TO GIVE ME A TREAT
SO SHE CALLED THE VENDOR.
MY MAID WENT TO BUY THE FISH
FOR MY MOM TO COOK AND SERVE THE DISH.
I THOUGHT THAT MY MAID WAS THE ONLY ONE WAITING
BUT ON THE BRANCHES I SAW SOME SOLDIERS SITTING
THEY WERE THE ENEMIES OF THE FOX,
THEY WERE THE ONE'S WHO DRANK WATER
BY THROWING PEBBLES WITH THEIR BEAK.
PEOPLE SAY THEY'RE UGLY BUT I FEEL THEY ARE BLACK BEAUTIES.
THEY HAVE A GREY NECKLACE
AROUND THEIR NECK
AND A BLACK COAT
ON THEIR BODY,
THEY INTRODUCE THEMSELVES,
TO THE STRANGERS PASSING BY
AS THEY MAKE NOISE;
TELLING THEIR NAMES.
YOU WOULD HAVE GUESSED WHO THEY ARE
OF COURSE, THEY ARE THE CROWS.
AND DO YOU KNOW WHY THEY WERE WAITING?
OF COURSE, FOR THE FISH.
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hahahaha funny!
love how it always comes back to 'the fish'
love your poems!
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