Crows from the oak trees qawking as they spring
Dashing the acorns down wi beating wing
Waking the woodlands sleep in noises low
Pattring on crimpt brakes withering brown below
While from their hollow nest the squirrels (pop)
A down the tree to pick them as they drop
The starnel crowds that dim the muddy light
The crows and jackdaws flapping home at night
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