An Eagle swooped from out the sky,
And carried off a sheep.
A Raven seeing him, said: “I
Could do that too if I should try.
His meal comes mighty cheap.”
Of all that well-fed flock was one
As fat as fat could be.
The Raven rose, and lit upon
Her back. She seemed to weigh a ton–
So very fat was she.
And, oh! Her wool was wondrous thick:
It would have made a mat.
The Raven’s claws are caught, and stick!
He’s played himself a pretty trick–
To fly with one so fat.
“Ba, ba!” “Caw, caw!” cry bird and beast.
The shepherd comes at last:
Sir Raven who would find a feast
Is from the woolly one released,
And in a cage kept fast.
