In Spring and Summer they welcome the dawn at daybreak
And by their songs many of them we cannot mistake
The songbirds of Nature live all around me
They sing it is said to proclaim territory
In all sorts of places their nests to be found
On shed rafters bushes and trees and even on the ground
Yet some species of local songbirds are becoming rare
And extinction is rife in the big World out there
The carolling lark in the clear morning sky
He grows tinier and tinier as upwards he does fly
'Til lost in the Universe from view he disappear
His beautiful music one can still plainly hear
Not hard to recognize them by sight or by song
The songbirds of Nature one should not get wrong.
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