A Moral Sonnet
A big crow and a sparrow which had painted itself
In the colour of the big bird to appear masterful became
Good friends as the both suffered from bombastic
Self-believe and they make a pact to kill the ageing eagle
And his brood the did and by doing so killed millions of lesser
Birds which in despair turned and pecked each other
The sand became rubicund and from a distance looked like
A carpet for kings and potentates
From the eastern states, vultures came to feed and defend
To get the big crow and the pretend one, off their land
The crow flew home the false one had a mud bath to look
Like common sparrows but is of no avail the sparrows that
Had danced with the crow was shunned and travel from
Country to country and is sleepless in expensive houses-.
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