I have observed that Jackdaws, smallest of the crow family, seem to favour the old established British residential schools with their well tended lawns and playing fields. I hesitate to infer that their selectivity is related to class awareness. THE ARDINGLY JACKDAWS The jackdaws know from prudent aviation As they scan the land for real estate that's prime In touch with best of value in location The venerable old schools pass test of time While feral doves and hawks migrate to city Where humanity's detritus scatters wide With copious pickings putrefied and gritty The jackdaws, more selective, have their pride Choosing well kept lawns and sports fields to supply A table that's both generous and refined Then from above look down with corvine eye On a land that nourishes body soul and mind Like others who discern a deep heart's cry Their instinct calls them back to Ardingly* * [Rhymes with 'fly, try and dry]