Bird Rhymes 



BY FAITH C. LEE 



I 



OVENBIRD 



See him as he struts around ! 



Who could be more dignified? 

 Perhaps it is his golden crown 



That lends that air of foolish pride. 

 With olive back and spotted breast, 



He thinks he's cousin to the Thrush 

 Well, I'll tell you, but don't tell him. 



He's hut a little warbler! Hush! 



II 



RED - EYED VIREO 



When overhead you hear a bird 



Who talks, or rather, chatters. 

 Of all the latest woodland news. 



And other trivial matters. 

 Who is so kind, so very kind, 



She never can say no, 

 Anil so the nasty Cowbird 



Drops an egg among her row 

 Of neat white eggs. Behold her then. 



The Red -eyed V^ireo! 



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