WHIP-POOR-WILL… a poem

Eastern Whip-poor-will Adult
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Come out little Whip-poor-will

It’s such a lovely day

The sun is on the rise again

Please come out and play

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Come out little Whip-poor-will

The Pheasant’s on the run

We all have a job to do

Our song, it must be sung

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Come out little Whip-poor-will

The seed is on the ground

We’ll forage it together

There’s so much to be found

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Goodbye little Whip-poor-will

I see feathers on the rocks

We’ll sing, so long, in our song

Thanks to a stealthy fox

Author: What Words May Come

Hopeless romantic; joker; father and grandfather; husband; sportsman; part-time writer;

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