Edgar Allan Poe got it right when he described the raven as a "grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore." I've yet to hear one say "nevermore," but they sure do make the creepiest sounds as they roam the streets and rummage through garbage.
I'm not sure if these photos do them justice, but believe me, they are freaking HUGE. In fact, I think I'd be
more afraid of one of these guys than a dingo eating your baby!
"Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!" I shrieked, upstarting —
"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken! – quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!"
Quoth the Raven "Nevermore."
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming.