OH HARK PART 11

WANTED DEAD OR ALIVE , said the poster stuck to the tree bark.
 Was it his face that shone from the poster on the bark, oh hark
 A cold shiver ran up his spine.
 Absolutely petrified, nothing appeared to be fine.

Suddenly  in the East there was a sliver bright.
Ah, was it the sun , on a fluffy cloud astride?
With golden jets the sun now dazzled his eyes.
 His immense joy he could no longer disguise.

 The weird folk had again started gorging on food
.Once again this spoiled his mood.
 But, his eyes fell on a red wattled lapwing  giving tips
 On flying, to her  chick, while the shrew watched , hands on hips.

.Were these hungry hoggers  mobile advertisements for a food chain?
.He scratched his head and cudgeled his brain
.Suddenly the shrew burst into a fit of laughter
 Shuffled toward him, wagging a finger said," you are indeed the man I am after."

"Dumb moans cracked up investigator of complaints", can you tell me the anagram in this?
 the parasol lady, raised a quizzical eyebrow, and said," it is obvious , can you not see this?"
The woman in white , concentrated on the crossword in hand, in vain to find the anagram.
Said the parasol lady" it is OMBUDSMAN, I think it is quite clear, ma'm".