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I heard there's a Raven in town Wow! how exciting I decided to hunt him/her down So I googled the call to see The difference between He and the crows He doesn't Caw caw it's more of a croak Kraa Kraa A bit like an old man Who should never have smoked OK so now I learn they go in pairs Not in a crowd Tails are not fanned shape But are shaped in a wedge Oh dear! this is beginning to Mess with my head So I set off with my camera And go for a walk I head for latton Woods Ah! wait be still don't talk Did you hear that? it was a croak I'm sure when I look up there he is Majestic, shining, waiting I hardly dare breath I gently lift my camera Click, swoosh He's gone to the next tree I clamber through the undergrowth And he sits posing as if smirking I'm close enough now click, whoosh Off he fly's not a croak does he make My eyes span the trees and bingo I see him perched high, I slowly move toward him This time he's looking away I raise the camera zoom in click, whoosh He's gone Now I have a set of perfect shots of tree tops But alas no Raven I clamber out from the undergrowth And head back home I SALUTE YOU KING RAVEN
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Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 8:21 AM UTC
The Elusive Raven
I heard there's a Raven in town Wow! how exciting I decided to hunt him/her down So I googled the call to see The difference between He and the crows He doesn't Caw caw it's more of a croak Kraa Kraa A bit like an old man Who should never have smoked OK so now I learn they go in pairs Not in a crowd Tails are not fanned shape But are shaped in a wedge Oh dear! this is beginning to Mess with my head So I set off with my camera And go for a walk I head for latton Woods Ah! wait be still don't talk Did you hear that? it was a croak I'm sure when I look up there he is Majestic, shining, waiting I hardly dare breath I gently lift my camera Click, swoosh He's gone to the next tree I clamber through the undergrowth And he sits posing as if smirking I'm close enough now click, whoosh Off he fly's not a croak does he make My eyes span the trees and bingo I see him perched high, I slowly move toward him This time he's looking away I raise the camera zoom in click, whoosh He's gone Now I have a set of perfect shots of tree tops But alas no Raven I clamber out from the undergrowth And head back home I SALUTE YOU KING RAVEN
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Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 8:21 AM UTC
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