Crow 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<\/span><\/strong> Crow Goes Hunting by Ted Hughes Crow Decided to try words. He imagined some words for the job, a lovely pack- Clear-eyed, resounding, well-trained, With strong teeth. You could not find a better bred lot. He pointed out … Continue reading ![\"S4630014\"](\"http:\/\/whatliesbeneathrattlechainlagoon.org.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/02\/S4630014.jpg\")
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\nDecided to try words.<\/span>
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\nClear-eyed, resounding, well-trained,
\nWith strong teeth.
\nYou could not find a better bred lot.
\n<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n
\nResounding.
\nCrow was Crow without fail, but what is a hare?
\n<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n
\nThe words circled protesting, resounding.
\n<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n
\nThe bits of bunker flew up-a flock of starlings.
\n<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n
\nThe falling starlings turned to a cloudburst.
\n<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n
\nThe water turned into an earthquake, swallowing the reservoir.
\n<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n
\nHaving eaten Crow’s words.
\n<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n
\n Speechless with admiration.<\/span><\/strong>
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