I am a scarecrow
I am a scarecrow
I wonder why crows are scared of me
I hear the wind blowing
I see all the animals
I am not always happy
I pretend I am a farmer
I feel the hot sun
I touch the crops
I understand the crows will never be my friend
I say don’t be scared of me crows!
I dream to be a real person
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