"caw! caw!" the downy young ones say,
"How lovely is this peep of day,
Oh, what a glorious sight is this,
There can be nothing here but bliss."
"Caw! Caw!" replies the mother crow,
"There is no joy unmixed with woe."
Go read it:
http://www.archive.org/details/cawcaworchronicl00rmrmiala I went to the museum to look at butterflies and curiosa. The one plant left unnamed is now named Zombi after Marie Laveau's snake god.