there was a little crow black as black can be
he was in my garden sat upon my tree
he had yellow beak  as yellow as the sun
digging up the worms having lots of fun.
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he was very friendly and walked right up to me
then a little hop and sat up on my knee
with his big blue eyes he stared me in the face
his feathers they were lovely and not one out of place.

he sat there a while and shared sometime with me
then he flew away.  flying high and free.