Where crows gather,
It's no where to hang your
hat.
Cold yellow eyes
Stare through dirty glass.
Where crows gather,
Abandoned cars.
Room with a view,
Shelter........home.
Oil wells look on,
Silent giants.
A big SUV!
We're moving up, son!
Where crows gather,
The World over.
Racing for oblivion,
At zero miles per hour.
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