A murder of Crows
Arguing loudly in the top
Of a tall tree in the hedgerow
Stop
Then fly quickly to the woodlot
Cawing softly - ready to move again
Something sinister snaking
Along the hedgerow
The demon has gotten loose
The stone demon with one red eye
Is gone from the locust stand
The horses won't move from the barn
The seventh red moon past
the seventh long year of the holding
has unleashed him
I reset the spell of holding
But didn't catch him in the bracken
Until I can find and trap him
I need to watch my ba...
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