Wait little ravens

The raven watches from her roost

She watches close and keen

She knows of what the eagles do

But they don’t know they’re seen

She smiles at their sordid plans

For she know what they intend to do

She smiles because she knows

They haven’t got a clue

She looks at her conspiracy

They look back in glee

For they are all awaiting

To down the eagles tyranny

They call out loud and call out strong

They wish it would happen now

But the raven who watches from her roost

Says wait for the sacred cow

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