Talking To The Crows

Sometimes I talk to the crows when I am out walking. Who knows if they understand a word I'm saying? How are you today, my fine fellow? My, you're looking mellow but pert! I would never hurt one of your kind. Say, would you mind not staring so? I look in his beady eyes and I wonder if he has ever seen that movie by Alfred Hitchcock, the one where the crows and the other birds … What the heck was the name of that movie anyway? Hey, where did all these other crows come from all of a sudden? Why are they ALL staring...