Spring Choir
It started as a minimal soundsome chattering and squacking
The volume rose as more appeared
they all seemed to be talking
Black mob communications
Alerting others of their kind
of impending dangers
and treasures they can find
Within a short amount of time
a barren tree can fill
with many noisy birds
or some that just keep still
Coke-a-ree coke-a-ree
A Blackbird choir sings
perched all around now
with red bars on their wings
Coke-a-ree, Coke-a-ree
makes my soul feel glee
They didn't stay long
Nor did their song
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