I look out of my window, what do I see
crows congregating, cawing at me.
Capricious by nature with their noisy behavior,
shouting, come quick! there's cake for our tea.
I feed the birds daily and magpies and crows do regular flyovers to check ,they waste no time alerting the rest of their clan that food is served.
This is a poem for BLT'S challenge for word of the day. The word is capricious.