Staring at a scarecrow
Warblers assumed it to be human,
Kept flying far away and away
Swallowing the salivary
After remaining static like a statue
They thought it to be a machine
Came little closer and closer
Agitated wheat plants
Undertoned a humming song.
Like a robot having no battery
After remaining motionless
They ate with total freedom
As much wheat as they desired
Derided the scarecrow
They ridiculed it with sarcastic remarks
And, caroled standing in its head.
For, they’d already known the fact that
All human shaped objects may not be real human.