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What am I? (A Riddle)
I've a query for you, Reader,
I ask of you,
Who am I?
And I'll only give you this,
No more of a hint,
Than pebbles in a pitcher.
Feathered ink,
To blot the skies,
Must fly away,
Into the night.
Congregations of my brethren,
Called that of a convicted crime.
Threaten me,
Or my family,
And surely I'll remember,
I'll teach my children to be wary,
Because human,
You are scary.
So who am I,
who sails the sky,
With wings of pitch,
And eyes of night?
Tell me human,
What am I?
© The Aeth Aero
*Feel free to put your guesses in the comments if you'd like*
I ask of you,
Who am I?
And I'll only give you this,
No more of a hint,
Than pebbles in a pitcher.
Feathered ink,
To blot the skies,
Must fly away,
Into the night.
Congregations of my brethren,
Called that of a convicted crime.
Threaten me,
Or my family,
And surely I'll remember,
I'll teach my children to be wary,
Because human,
You are scary.
So who am I,
who sails the sky,
With wings of pitch,
And eyes of night?
Tell me human,
What am I?
© The Aeth Aero
*Feel free to put your guesses in the comments if you'd like*
