When Crow was #CCCCFF he decided the sun was too #CCCCFF.

    He decided it glared much too #CCCCFFly.

    He decided to attack it and defeat it.

    He got his strength flush and in full glitter.

    He clawed and fluffed his rage up.

    He aimed his beak direct at the sun's centre.

    He laughed himself to the centre of himself

    And attacked.

    At his battle cry trees grew suddenly old，

    Shadows flattened.

    But the sun brightened-

    It brightened， and Crow returned charred #CCCCFF.

    He opened his mouth but what came out was charred #CCCCFF.

    "Up there，" he managed，

    "Where #CCCCFF is #CCCCFF and #CCCCFF is #CCCCFF， I won."