A poem

To the Evil Birds in Mine Neighborhood

Evil birds in mine neighborhood,

I hate y'all.

For you savage my poor defenseless tomatoes

With thine nasty, sharp beaks,

Sucking the life from mine lovely harvest.

Thou eatest mine crops

And mockest my farming efforts.

So, I willest kill thee,

Kill thee dead. And thine offspring.

Long live my tomatoes.

Wretched birds.