Warbler, That's Me!

I warble like a canary

And my tunes are of a mockingbird,

Everyone is always so jelly,

But jolly to hear me undeterred.

Making music through whistlin

And making sounds that be shrillin,

For I be a

Warbler, that’s me!

To trill is my show,

With melody that flow,

And pitches that fluctuate…

To-and-fro.

A warbler is what I am,

Don’t you see?

I’d be real surprised,

If you’ve never heard from me.

Warbling is my music

And my music is my life.

Without my audio mosaic,

My life would be full of strife.

No matter what time

Or what place

I’ll be warbling away

Till after death’s stared me in the face.