Crow Goes Hunting|
Decided to try words.
He imagined some words for the job, a lovely pack-
He pointed out the hare and away went the words
It converted itself to a concrete bunker.
Crow turned the words into bombs-they blasted the bunker.
Crow turned the words into shotguns, they shot down the starlings.
Crow turned the words into a reservoir, collecting the water.
The earthquake turned into a hare and leaped for the hill
Crow gazed after the bounding hare