Why hello!
I'm a hooded crow.
I live in a park in Tel Aviv,
And I've a skill you'll never believe.
Of all my feathered friends in the sky,
There's never been one as clever as I.
I used to watch the fish in our pool,
Their juicy sides would make me drool.
One day I was pecking at some floating bread,
When a fish tried to eat it instead.
I grabbed this cheeky fellow in my beak,
With skill I thought was pretty unique.
The next day I sat down to wait,
And dropped a few crumbs as bait.
How wise I was to plan ahead,
For something better than just bread.
Now each day I'm as quick as a flash,
To catch my tea with hardly a splash.
I think it's time for you all to sing,
Of the great black hooded fisher king.
the whole poem was fine, but my favorite part was: The next day I sat down to wait, And dropped a few crumbs as bait. How wise I was to plan ahead, For something better than just bread. great rhyming and storytelling. i wonder if bread will work when the U.S.. Olympic (women's) swim team is in the pool. hmmm? ok, they can be English swimmers also! maybe some fake medals would work better. did i say 'great rhyming'? bri ;)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
another comment from me: tea is fish? ? ? i never knew that! i'm putting this cool poem into August 2017's showcase. Thanks. bri :)