Crows are not among my favorite animals. I thought I'd write a piece of prose relating my opinion of them:
Today, I'd like to tell you about the most dangerous, the most fiendish, the most abominable of all creatures on Earth. I speak of crows, of course. Horrible beasts with mocking, croaking cries. Always watching us with their beady little eyes, plotting humanity's destruction. Hearts as black as pitch, minds as sharp as razors.
Beware of crows! Beware of their guile and their malice! Beware of their relentless plot to overthrow humanity! They perch on their roosts, hatching the downfall of mankind. They freely feed on the food we carelessly leave for them to sustain themselves with. They torment us with their maddening cries whenever we have the "audacity" to invade their territory. They watch in amusement as we go about our business, little suspecting the diabolical plans they have in store for us.
Sinister beasts, are crows. Sadistic, evil, bestial fiends. Beware of crows! Beware! Beware! BEWARE!!!
Do you have moments of thinking Alfred Hitchcock is watching you after reading this? I know I do.
ReplyDeleteHe was right all along!
ReplyDeleteHmm. And at first, I was hoping you were making a reference to A Feast for Crows, a book by George R.R. Martin.
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