I want to do much more like this.
Paint is the only program I have right now.
Ragged coat, rugged throat,
Grumbles and groans from a haggard bloke.
"Black birds come to me for I hunger." Rumbles in appetence this gluttonous monger.
"Ca-caw ca-caw." the masses retort
"You can't catch us we're much too aloft, you'd be much better off finding feed from a trough."
"Who dares taunt me? speak again will ye? I'd like to get to know my meal before I take my liberty."
"Ca-haw ca-haw." The masses titter.
A torrential black flaps hither and thither, the black birds amused by this ground bound buffoon.
"Tis I that spoke and jabbed that joke, but I'm far too-BRACK!"
And in that instant the catcher attacked and with pin-strike accuracy he made his grab.
All that was seen was an ink black streak reach across and nab at he.
One moment up amongst the clouds, though next now the bird was looking down the throat and tongue of this fiendish feaster.
Smacking his lips with glistening spit, "Pleased to meet you."
And that was it.