Scary Birds

From above they move below 

Making sounds that you don't know 

With the wind they flow 

Behind you because you were a bit slow 

They swoop down low

Snapping you on the head

So painful you thought you might end up dead

Sneaking up like something you dread

Probably been a while since they were fed

They don't do things by thirds

You never expected that this would have occurred 

You thought it was something absurd 

Now your memory has become blurred 

All because of scary birds