the happy crow

this was written for the bcof

I supposed to write about this bird,
who sits up on my window sill,
always taunting me with a few sounds from his pointed bill.
Now I know I'm just a nerd,
but running after this bird wont make it go away,
even if it does it would be back before the end of the day.

But this crow,
this demon in carnate,
who comes to taunt me into doing something.

this crow ,
this thing does know,
that he will never go,
Never leave this sill,
till he knows Ive given up.

then this crow, this happy crow,
who lands upon my window sill,
will start again once the next day arrives.