come,ye curious crow

fly away scared
like scarecrows work crows,
and a toss by the wind livens the puppet,
when it should be on the corn rows,
nimbling through love;and he that loveth,
fly thee away
and never summon courage,down this way
but come nay,
the curious crow to explore
and fear not the kitchen sack,and the rag
hoisted upon a stick;if thou love me more,
upon sight,ye must still come with a nag
consider courageous crows completely compassionate;
to love on,never or not to hesitate