Lines On The Silver Back Crow

F Francis Duggan
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Since any mercy to frail new born lambs they never do show No friend to the farmer the silver back crow By plucking out their eyes young lambs they do kill To predate on the weak is part of their survival skill To prey on the weak is their natural way The only good crow is a dead one the sheep farmer does say He is much the poorer when lambs to crows are lost And he is left to count the financial cost Silver back crows have been shot at and poisoned but they still survive And despite persecution they manage to thrive In Nature for one creature to kill another is the natural way And the strong on the weak always does seem to prey And for the weak young lamb death is painful and slow When it loses it's eyes to the silver back crow.

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