One day I spied a raven,
Soaring over sea,
Then saw it glancing down,
Looking straight at me.
“What a blackened beauty!”
I exclaimed to myself,
"What a sight to behold!”
As it soared above the delph.
The raven heard & dipped its wings,
Glittering in the sun,
Singing a tune long forgotten,
Of doing what I mun’.
So off from there I went,
Ne’er once glancing back,
As I hummed to the raven
Of the darkest black.