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Poe's Hecker
Judicious hunter of the sky,
Corvid of Gehenna’s lie,
Helping wolves for leftover scraps.
Fights with rats the bulk of cats;
Jet-black wraith pick-pecks a bone,
Mynah-like, its voice intones.
Flicks a tilt? A questioning look?
‘Nevermore,’ answers the crook.
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© Brian Hodgkinson Jr. (aka) –Limericist 2007/2021
Monday 22nd March 2021 5:39 am
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