Then all the birds flew at him.
They pecked at his eyes; they pecked at his ears.
They tore his coat.
Away flew his high hat; away flew his cane; away flew his box of pills.
Then away flew the old cat himself, and he never went back.
WHY RAVENS CROAK
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