Open window,
Fresh air flow.
Nice until,
I hear a crow.
Or two or three -
A symphony?
More like
A cacophony.
Crows are fine
In the pine.
But not when
I'm supine.
At 5 a.m.
It is mayhem.
On my nerves,
And cranium.
Close window,
Stop air flow.
Wide awake,
Sunrise glow.
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