Maddy Jones

(March 2nd,1988 / Kennewick, Wa)

The Crow's Reply (Revised Version)


High in a tower,
Filled with woe,
A girl there dwells,
Who wishes to go,

She calls aloud,
For help to come,
A crow arrives,
To give her some,

The crow replies,
'I can't do better,
I cannot lie,
But you have a letter, '

'One of reprieve,
Do not cry,
For it gives relief,
You will not die, '

The letter reads:
'Sentence revoked,
Blameless of deeds,
Never to croak.',

'My mistake, Oh No!
This isn't your name,
You cannot go!
Y'stay in shame, '

'I have to leave,
I've letters to show,
I'll leave you to grieve,
And to dyin' slow.'

Submitted: Saturday, July 29, 2006
Edited: Thursday, August 19, 2010

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