The pet bird, however, was not something you wish to see. It was a crow. As some people said, crows sign disaster, but it never concerned. Ms. Poppy's bird was a nice bird, as nice as Ms. Poppy. If you think Ms. Poppy was not very kind at all, then also you would dislike the bird. 
        The bird was standing on His master's left shoulder, nibbling she's finger, instead of  holding a poppy in his mouth. The Crow had a fair beak though I do not how a fair beak looks like. He has two wings and two eyes, which was similar to the buttons on the woman's hat. He seldom cried or crowed. He only made harsh sounds when and where a good dog would bark, for examples, when he see the treacherous man in a long-sleeves sweater and chequered coat, He would cry fiercely, and the sound was very horrible, terrible and frightful.