I heard a cawing in the sky
And when I looked up I saw
Black wings too large to be a crow's
Outstretched and circling widely
In the up-drafts and every time
It would orbit round to the place
Closest to me though it was still
Pretty far up there it would caw
Four times at me I mean
Who else was listening
To this circling and cawing
That went on for several minutes
Until my neck got sore
It all seemed so deliberate
Personal and secretive like
A message slipped under a door
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