They asked me to count the birds
Seven big crow birds sagging a power line
I counted them seven as they perched
And a gush of wind unfurl their wings
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Wow, loved it, truly. Riddles to rhymes. Read mine - An Acutely Obtuse Pythagorean Lyric - Adeline