Tell me brother crow why is that Robin buzzing me
If he is not very careful I shall shut him in a cage and never set him free.
And while you are answering questions , can you solve a puzzle for me
Who in the name of all that is wrong has been hanging baubles on my fir tree!
Has there been a troop of pixies , or some meddling fairies that I cannot see!
I hate Christmas cuteness and tidings of joy. Much more of this, I shall be forced to flee!
Oh! My dearest Mistress , witch of my heart’s delight
I promise I have not see any happiness around tonight.
The snow is wet and chilling and my feathers are soaked through
I promise as soon as I get that Robin I’ll give him such a fight.
My feet are turning septic and my wings droop so low
I doubt I will be able ever again to take flight.
I do not know that Robin or his intent.
I am sick of warning him off so if you wish I shall make him repent!
As for the decoration on yon tree,
The red, blue and green baubles are nought to do with me.
Something unkind has hung them out of spite.
I shall hunt them down and give them a nasty fright.
Thank you Brother Crow I really would be in your debt
If you attacked the pretty Robin and ripped off both it’s wings!
Then kindly fly over to yon fir tree,
pretty please do that for me
And smash and shatter every single trace of blings!
OH! no I can hear carols some happy children are drawing near .
Their joyous notes I fear
Go at once and upset their candles and their damn hymn sheets singe.
I really cannot stand those carollers , the happy songs they sing.
Go peck their eyes out let’s hear those kiddies winge .
I hate all this happinessness these tiding of good joy all that kind of thing
Go steal their presents, spoil their food take all their fun, and it with sadness tinge.
Hurry Crow hurry that Robin is getting worse
It is resting on my shoulder making me want to curse!
Get rid of it, it makes me cringe.
OH! Your witchiness things are getting worse I fear
Hark do you hear those slay bells tis Santa and his reindeer!
Come Mistress we must hurry his light and warmth draw near.
You remember how much it upset you when he hugged and kissed you last year!
OH! don’t cry mistress we have no time to waste lets hurry and get out of here.
Quick this way lets go before he arrives with his ghastly message of good cheer!