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Weird Tales/Volume 5/Issue 1/Two Crows

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Francis Hard4711873Weird Tales, Volume 5, Issue 1 — "Two Crows"1925Farnsworth Wright

Two Crows

By Francis Hard


Two crows flapped over dismally
(So wearily, so drearily)
To the blackened limb of a blasted tree;
The shells flew screaming overhead,
And the field was covered thick with dead—
The earth reeked with its dead.

One crow lamented to his mate
(So wearily, so drearily):
“How long, how long must we now wait
For the taste of food that was so good
Before the shrapnel shattered the wood
And loaded the ground with dead?

“The odor sweet of dying men"
{Lamented he so drearily),
“How strangely pleasant was it when
I sensed it first with ravished breath!
But I am sated, and sick to death,
And would fain lie yon with the dead."

A shell came moaning through the air
(So drearily, so eerily)
And burst where the crows were plaining there;
It shivered the wreck of the blasted tree,
And bits of crow fell bloodily
Among the tangled dead.