A pretty crow was visiting my bird feeder the other day. I tried to have a conversation with him but he only stared at me with his strange yellowish-brown eye. Why can’t you be my friend Mr. Rook? You have such shiny black feathers and a world of wisdom in your stare. In that card game you always came to me, now please stay at my house. I’ll give you lots of good seeds and tasty berries.
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Crows don't trust humans ... they are too smart for that.
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