The Rarely-Found Vultures

Now see I not the vultures Labouring on the carcass Thrown into the fields and fallows Or the dead body of the animal Naturally dead Just like the taxidermist. I find not the scarecrow atop the new building Under construction To drive it away automatically, Taking it to be a man As for rotting flesh may fall upon Carried by other birds of prey too. Their dwindling numbers, the fall in count Making them rarer and rarer, Maybe it that the bird will vanish from, Deplting completely To be called a extinct species, The big and bulging bird.