The other birds' rhythms exactly to mimic.
So he sits on a fence, in a tree or a bush
And pretends he's an oriole, a robin, a thrush.
His mate is impressed by these vocal gymnastics,
She peeps to him, “Darling, I think you're fantastic!”
But the other birds think he'd their talents abused,
They keep out of his way, and they are not amused...