Mewithoutyou - The fox the crow and the cookie

^BmThrough mostly vacant streets a ^F#mBaker from the outskirts of his ^Atown earned his living peddling ^Esweets from a ragged cart he dragged ^Bmaround. The clever Fox crept close behind, k^F#mept an ever watchful ^Aeye for a chance to steal a ginger ^Espicecake or a boysenberry ^Bmpie.

^BmLooking down was the hungry Crow: W^F#mhen the time is right I'll ^Astrike and condescend to the ^Eearth below and take whichever treat I ^Bmlike! The moment the Baker turned around to ^F#mshoo the Fox off from his ^Acart, the Crow swooped down and snatched a ^Eshortbread cookie and a German chocolate ^Atart.

^AUsing most unfriendly ^Ewords that the village children had not yet ^Dheard, the Baker shouted threats by ^ECanzonet to curse the crafty ^Abird: You rotten wooden mixing ^Espoon! Why, you midnight winged ^Draccoon! You'd better bring those pastries ^Eback, you no good, burnt-black-ma^Acaroon!!!

^BmThe Fox approached the tree ^F#mwhere the bird was perched, delighted, in his ^Anest: Brother Crow, don't you remember ^Eme? It's your old friend Fox with a humble ^Bmrequest. If you could share just a modest piece, ^F#mseeing as I distracted that awful ^Aman... This failed to persuade the Crow in the ^Eleast, so the Fox rethought his ^Bmplan:

^BmThen, if your lovely song would grace my ^F#mears, or, to even hear you ^Aspeak would ease my pains and ^Efears. The Crow looked down with the candy in his ^Bmbeak. Your poems of wisdom, my Good ^F#mCrow, what a paradise they ^Abring! This flattery pleased the proud bird ^Eso he opened his mouth and began to s^Aing:

^AYour subtle acclamation's ^Etrue, best to give praise where praise is ^Ddue. Every rook and jay in the ^Ecorvidae has been Raven about me ^Atoo! They admire me, one and ^Eall, must be the passion in my ^D'Caw', my slender bill, known through ^Ethe escadrille, my fierce, commanding ^Aclaw...

^AAh, I've got a walnut-brownie-^Ebrain and molasses in my ^Dveins, crushed graham cracker crust, my ^Epowdered sugar funnelcake ^Acocaine. Let the crescent cookie ^Erise! These carob-colored Almond ^Deyes would rest to see my cashew ^Eprincess in the swirling marble ^Asky. We'll rest upon the ^Eknee where all divisions cease to ^Dbe and rootbeer float in our ^Ebanana boat across the tapioca ^Asea. When letting all attachments ^Ego is the only prayer we ^Dknow. May it be so, may it be ^Eso, may it be so, ^Aoh...