Oh hi!
Hey, yeah
I don’t know if you remember me
Pippy?
Pippy the Crow?
Yeahhhhh
Hiiiiiii
Oh no
No, no
It was a long time ago
Ten? Twelve years?
Fourteen maybe?
I mean, I remember
Because I’m a--
Oh yeah
Crows can remember faces
We have a great--
No, it’s fine
I mean, listen
We’ve all changed
We’re not the same people
Or birds we were
All those years ago, right?
I mean, sure
It would have been nice of you
To return a phone call
But listen
It’s not a big deal
I mean, yeah
I thought we had a nice time
Out in the park
You throwing bread
On the ground
Me eating it
The sun going down
Over the trees
While you sat on that bench
Telling me all about
What a bitch your ex was
And how everything wrong in your life
Was because of her
And I’m over here like--
Wow, this guy
Is really opening up to me
I’m so glad
I get to heal his heart
After what his ex
Did to him
Little did I know
That as soon as you were done
Using me as your freelance therapist
You were going to get up
And walk right out of my life
And the worst part is?
You took the bread
With you
That’s the part
That really hurt, man
I’m not going to lie to you
I had a murder that day
That I could have been hanging out with
And instead
I spent a perfectly good afternoon
Listening to you whine and complain
And then I looked up your ex
On social media
And I gotta tell you
She seems like a lovely person
I bet she wouldn’t forget
To call somebody back
After spending two hours with them
Basking in the glow
Of the horizon
And reflecting on the gorgeous haze
Of the afternoon
But you know
I haven’t been thinking about it
Too many times
Over the year
I’ve got way too much
Going on
Traveling
Flying all over
I go from one telephone wire
To another
Sometimes three or four
In one day
I have my friends
I have people
Who care about me
So yeah
I don’t really anybody
Doing me the favor
Of acting like a decent
Human being
But you know
For you to walk up to me
And look at me
Like a total stranger
Just because you think
All crows are interchangeable
Is really something else, man
I gotta say
But anyway
You have a nice life
Just remember
The next time you throw bread
On the ground
I want you to remember
That means something
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