Poem: Country Bumpkin

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By Hazel Crawner

Country Bumpkin

Crow swoops in

one early morn.

Nips the berries.

eats the corn.

Pecks the pumpkins-

rat 'a' tat.

Naps on scarecrow's

rumpled hat.

Like the farmer

and his wife,

crow prefers

the country life.

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moonlake Level 7 Commenter 3 years ago

Like your poem...Cute

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