The first time I saw a Raven Flying Overhead with a great big egg in his mouth,
I wrote it off to my active imagination.
The second time I saw a Raven Flying overhead with a great big egg in his mouth,
I felt sorry for the poor mother bird who left her nest unattended.
Then I saw a great big egg on the ground just behind my barn
with a raven-beak-sized hole in it.
It takes a very clever and brave raven to waltz into my chicken coop
and steal eggs from the nesting boxes.
I suppose I should be thankful that the raven is stealing the eggs and not the chickens.
