Today I saw the strangest thing--
Do you know what I saw?
It was a bird, without the wings
His song was just an awful, "Caw!"

I tried to hold it, pick it up,
But all he did was peck
I took him in, gave him a home
He left his room a wreck

He felt too good to help with the grubs
Among the plants in the garden bed
And when I offered him meals at night,
He felt too proud to let himself be fed

He couldn't fly or flap or sing
Or learn to heed man's law
But should a friendly dog look to me for a pat,
He'd let out his boisterous "Caw!"

After months of the mercy I'd felt for this creature,
I had been much more patient than most
But that morning he'd gone,
all he left was a note, and it said,
"You're a terrible host"