Mockingbird Milling Around

Mockingbird Milling Around Had heard a mockingbird milling around Who was making such a melodious sound; Looked line one I had seen in a library book And had been beside a beautiful brook. A while for him would often have waited And seemed so sleepy like he was sedated Before bursting forth with an abundant sound Which was enough to make your heart pound. Can you imagine mockingbird in a library Maybe it actually might be a canary Who loved singing such a splendid song And even continue to do it all day long. No one would I ever want to offend But think they are starting a new trend; No matter how bad wind had been blowing Near my library great full moon is glowing. James Serious Mysterious Horn Retired Veteran Continuation of poems for a library series.