THE DEER

The Bobolink

Who can set to music
The Bobolink's sweet song,
Wild estatic, glowing,
Proclaiming nought is wrong.

Lo, his mate is feeding,
Among the grasses tall.
He a watch is keeping
To give a warning call.

He doth shine resplendant
A mark for every eye.
She in her dull plumage,
Avoids the passer by.

They will work together
To guard their hidden nest,
A wise couple surely,
Who seek nought but the best.

Who can set to music
The Boboblink's sweet song
Wild estatic, glowing,
Proclaiming nought is wrung.

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