The big black bird
High in the sky
His sickle swings
And rabbits do cry
The fear of his talon
His mighty screech
His sharp beak
His far reach
All in Morbin
Just a bird
But for miles
His cry can be heard
So this is why
The rabbits fear
Because a bird
Can destroy what's dear
But I know
The end of this tale
How a rabbit
Will impale
Prey
That's what he seeks
Morbin thought he was strong
The problem was...
They weren't weak
I like how you ended it. Good job!