Mockingbird
A deceiving tomcat howl.
We are scolded,?
poked with cattle-prods of sound.?
Phonetic bodkins bedevil,?
nails our ears to a demented aria.?
?
Bird of a thousand jeers,?
improbable impressionist?
voicing out a shout to clout our minds?
or mimicking the ominous threat?
of rattling snakes,?
then rejoicing at our fright.?
?
Madcap mimicker, ?
maniacal jester, your palaver rib digs?
all things sacrosanct and unholy.?
?
Prank on you mischievous singer,?
reprise again your raucous repertoire?
only elsewhere, anywhere else?
but here!
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