Asher wrote a poem

Down with the Crows

By Asher Schultz

You know I have nothing against crows.

But I’m about to give some blows.

Always remember these things about crows.

And now I’m going to get some new lows.

CAW!

Crows poop in your pants. Imagine making a sandwich on a nice day outside when POOP falls in your sandwich.

CAW!

Crows don’t care.

crows there in your nightmares.

crows there watchching and will give you a scare.

don’t worry it’s too late there everywhere.

CAW!

They say they’re a blessing but think otherwise there’s nothing else I can think of to despise.

CAW!

Crows cultivate their crappy cults of conjugated caws.

Crows they always want to fill their empty maws.

crows steal the wind as if it was their own.

Crows, they’ll chew you to the bone.

CAW!

They drink your blood and chew your cud. Caw! Now there’s blood.

CAW!

Crows they see everyone as a target.

crows they ruin your market.

crows they divebomb you when you get close.

Crows they ripped off your nose.

CAW!

Death is in there wake,

along with everything they take

Everything they say is fake

Especially along that wretched lake.

CAW!

Quoth the raven, Nevermore

There is someone at the door

Just like the crows at their core

In the rigid flights they sore

CAW!

they are like tar

and now…

Now world war 3 is not far

CAW!

#downwiththecrows

Kara Schultz