Early this morning a rather
large and scary-looking grackle
started yelling at me
from the top gallant
branch of the chaste tree
at anchor in our yard
he just kept swaying there and
harshly scolding me but then
a mockingbird flew right
at him ugly sounds back
and forth until the grackle
flew off and the mockingbird
took his place atop the tree
but when I looked back
a few minutes later on
the situation was reversed
the grackle barking triumphantly
on that last shred of branch
like getting the daily news
and here I thought it was me.
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