MORE SCARECROWS THAN YOU COULD SHAKE A STICK AT

a scatter of scarecrows
having a chat outside the door
in the cabbage patch

I'd never seen more
than one at a time
seven stunned the senses

gentlemen scarecrows
lady scarecrows
discussing "...whether the weather'll 'old!"

a crowd of scarecrows
catching up on
what's new...what's not

scarecrows sitting silently
in the back of the green lorry
lost in thought

we deposit all our scarecrows
each to their own fields
let them get on with their work


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They were all scattered about the place...some lying on the ground senseless to the world....others propped up against a wail as if they had imbibed whatever it is that scarecrows imbibe. There was a distinct whiff of hops and barely off of them and they all had silly grins on their faces.
One gentleman scarecrow was actually lying on top of a lady scarecrow( I know I know not very gentlemanly )and both of them smiling their faces off.

Because of this scattering of their persons I decided that the collective noun for them( I know not what it is?)would be a scatter of scarecrows. But you may be more up on the ways and naming of scarecrows and so may be able to render a solution as to what we may call them when a group of them are gathered together...thus. It was a French field and the farmer was the maker of scarecrows for the other farmers. They all wore distinguished clothing and no two were alike and all had personalities of their own.

So maybe it should be a French word that binds them together?
...une dispersion des épouvantails...
...un embrayage d'épouvantails...
....un lambeau d'épouvantails...

Despite this when I demanded that they talk( and as their poet representative on this earth )I had them talk in a West Country accent.
Maybe they were English scarecrows on a busman's holiday so to speak!