Thursday, June 11, 2009



He flew in from the streets
Big, black and sleek
He turned to his pards
We can take this yard

Do as you please
The feeder in the middle is mine
I can do this, with the greatest of ease
I sense it's one of a kind

He blustered and strutted
His posse joined in
Gave unspeakable squawks
Let the battle begin

They flew in from the east
Gathered along the fences and lines
and all joined together
Prayer was coming, it was time

Two by two they landed on the staff
Took their places along the feeder rim
Blackheart paraded, and began to laugh
The others knew, their future looked dim

Everyone agreed
They fought long and hard
This wasn't going to happen
Not, in our backyard

Blackheart saw his defeat
And decided to try the garden
Until he saw, what was coming
And knew, there would be no pardon!

Judy L Wilson.. April 16th, 2009

Lev 26:8 And five of you shall chase an hundred and an hundred of you shall put ten thousand to flight and your enemies shall fall before you by the sword !

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