The Crows Are Coming
The crows are coming
To carry me off, to the loony bin,
They saw me walking through the woods
Drinking a bottle of gin.
The chipmunks and the squirrels
Are in on it too,
The deer are hiding in the bush
Chewing on gum, that's already been chewed.
I ran down the hill
Trying to get away from the crows,
Tripped over a boulder
Sticking up, in the middle of the road.
I happened to land on my face
The gulls and ducks laughed at me,
The crows carried me off to the loony bin
They wouldn't even let me go pee.
Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Jan.29/2006
Just thinking out loud. LOL
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