Scaredy-Crow

Christopher Crow had a problem,

A problem as deep as the sea,

Though he would have loved to soar up above,

He found altitudes frightening you see.

So Christopher hiked up the hillside,

And climbed to the tops of great peaks,

But he never would fly, could not even try,

Lest his stomach rise up to his beak.

His girlfriend, the rook, Ravenetta

Invited him out on a date.

“Let us go for a glide up the green mountainside,

Come at seven, and please don't be late.”

So Chris had a bath and a preening,

And set off in plenty of time.

Though it may sound insane, he just strolled down the lane,

So he got there at twenty past nine.

Ravenetta, as you can imagine,

Had no truck with his silly excuse,

For what kind of a crow would admit vertigo?

As a boyfriend - he’s worse than a goose!

For a goose has no problem with making

A beautiful nest on the ground.

But it’s easy to see, a crow’s nest needs a tree,

When those foxes come sniffing around.

Ravenetta left Chris in the doldrums,

And went off to find a new mate.

Which just goes to show, that a scaredy-cat Crow

Must at some point step up to the plate.