The crows croaked an screech over the king.the crow king still teased,told his tales elaborately while the crows listened .

By Every dawn the king wished only to awake until finally, the murder wailed in his wake an cried tears for his fate

But it was far to late.the crowd showed no faith.the crows croaked a cacophony over the crowd.a just wake in good faith the crows cried for there king