Caw, caw! The green one awakes.
Where am I?
Caw! Caw! Consider the crows. They don't plant or harvest, they don't even have a storeroom or barn, yet God feeds them. How much more valuable are you than birds! (Luke 12:24)
He went and dwelt by the brook
Cherith that is east of the Jordan. And the crows brought him bread and meat in the morning, and bread and meat in the evening; and he drank from the brook." (1 Kings 17:1-6 RSV)
The eye that
mocketh at his father, and
despiseth to obey his mother, the crows of the valley shall pick it out, and the young eagles shall eat it. (Proverbs 30:17)
Good Lord, I seem to have been abducted by evangelical
corvids.
He understands our language.
Caw! Caw! Caw!
Why are you saying 'caw'? I know it doesn't mean anything.
The green one is wise.
What is done must not be undone. The Hound of C
hulainn mush perish. Take the green one to Japan. Caw! Caw!
Oh my, I feel faint ...
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