BOB-WHITE 
“I’m noted for speed when I run on the ground, 
Around barns and hedge fences usually I’m found. 
I’m a favorite of sportsmen when out on their boast, 
When caught in their trap-nets they serve me on toast. 
“To hide myself I grab up some leaves, 
And turn on my back, then I am at ease; 
The hunters pass, or the man with a gun, 
Always expect that I’m still on the run. 
“I’m out in the morning as soon as it’s light 
Hunting my food and my song is ‘Bob-White.’ 
I nest in the bushes in some quiet place 
Where I can leave my babies and go to the race. 
“That birds’ foot race will be lots of fun, 
For birds like me are good on the run; 
I’ll do lots of practicing before I begin 
And the best of it all is, I am going to win.” 
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