#not crow

-Not crow

Eastern seas bow down to me

but westerners beware

heaven or hell

you could never tell

from my rainbow tinted hide.

But that fiery tale

is not mine, although I did still fly up high

for what i won

was not the sun

although my song’s still fried.

Dainty mouse so young, yet still

no breath doth fill your lungs 

so your flesh is mine

and is now divine

I’m life’s pet, I would never lie.

The phoenix is gone

its ashes devoured 

by me, and me alone

nev’ to be reborn

so new dandylions may roam