The scarecrow

            Played on the banjo
One of those golden songs

And the town crow'd
          Crowded like stars

A field of us

While the scarecrow
Played on his banjo

          Songs of love

The crowd rose
      Reaching above

As the strings plugged

                   Strumming

Songs of us

In the field of stars
On the island earth

The scarecrow
        Played a banjo

And the people
   Funked along

The scarecrow played
Picking
            At
                 The
                      Plugs

Scaring away

   All the crows