King of Courtly Crows

Speckles on my ceiling

I'm counting crows for you

They dart round and round

Black and black

Slicing sky into ribbons

Ribbons into bows

Bow to you

Oh kingly crow!

Royalty knows no bounds!
You are a star

Of every ceiling speck

A galaxy, a million moons

So wrinkle like a wadded note

A weathered smile

Of ages old

Tis' a treasure

A shine in the light

A king of courtly crows