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Birds - 6. Vireos and the Carolina Wren
Vireos
The vireo, or preacher-bird,
is far less often seen than heard;
he sings quite near the topmost limb,
repeating phrases word for word.
Perhaps you’ll get a glimpse of him,
all dressed in green and somewhat slim,
prepared to sermonize all day
and chant the evening vesper hymn.
The feathered cleric oft will pray
for caterpillars to fillet;
his homilies cease not for lunch,
siesta time or holiday.
He only quiets down a bunch
when footsteps nearing sound a crunch,
though when to romance he is spurred
he might fall silent – that’s a hunch.
Carolina Wren
The Carolina Wren is small,
but no ear can evade its call
resounding through the wood and vale
from spring until the end of fall.
You recognize it by its tail
stuck up at angles without fail,
by cinnamon and gold attire,
and stripes which o’er its eyes prevail.
His diet farmers must admire:
it’s bugs and beetles he’ll desire,
or spiders brown which crawl and creep,
and moths drawn closer to the fire.
From brilliant dawn to sunset’s sweep
he sings “sweet Germany” to keep
his mate close by with whom he’ll sprawl
within his nest when fast asleep.
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