Poetry of Kansas
 

The Catbird's Song.

Don't you hear the catbird singing
    In the cedar tree?
Oh how must his heart be swinging
    In that merry glee!
Parka, parka, tuleree, tuleree, chrup, cheerup__
    How he loves that song!
Wet-year, wet-year, terry, terry, hark, hark__
    What a liquid throng!
From early morn till dark he chatters,
    Happy as a king;
Sending forth his brook of laughter
    From his choral spring.
Parka, parka, tuleree, tuleree, chrup, cheerup__
    What a babbling poet!
Wet-year, wet-year, terry, terry, hark, hark-
    Does he really know it?

__John G. Ellenbecker.

Poets and Poetry of Kansas
Edited by Thomas W. Herringshaw
(Chicago: American Publishers' Association. 1894)
Page 61

 
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