All the while, voices whispered about demon lovers, and crows picked bodies clean to the bone.

Perhaps the gulls and crows would be picking his flesh at dawn.

Hang high where the crows can pick it.

Next the crows picked another rat off the middle right flank, and the archers at the rear could not fire for fear of hitting their comrades.

In fact, as I write this, I notice a crow is picking a hole in a bin bag left out for collection.

The crows can pick his ribs for all 1 care!

His killers will be scattered in pieces, and crows will pick at their white bones.

Be bold, fight, and be merry, before the crows pick your bones till they are whiter than your faces.

For all the good this will do your father after the crows pick your bones clean.

Big crows pick eagerly through the tangled heaps of smashed furniture and crushed cars in search of food.