To Kill a Mockingbird

He sits outside my window
The loudest thing I've ever heard
He keeps me awake all night long
I'm gonna kill that mockingbird

He even mimics my wife snoring
He's a mockingbird you see
My wife's half deaf, she can't hear him
Sawing logs up in that tree

When daylight comes he's as quiet as a mouse
And I just can't find his nest
I think that bird thinks he's smarter than me
So I'll put him to the test

I put on my best camouflage
With a flashlight taped to my hat
I crawled on my belly, behind my house
To see where he was at

I stayed outside all night long
And that bird didn't utter a sound
My back was aching and my butt was sore
From sleeping on the cold,cold ground

The very next night I went to bed
And that bird started singing once more
But I think he must have invited some friends
'Cause it was a whole lot louder than before

To make a long story short, I out smarted that bird
And now he's as quiet as a mouse
For now I sleep outside every night
In my bed behind the house
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Taylor Avatar
September 17, 2011 at 11:34 PM
Outstanding, Larry. LOL Excellent write. Hope this finds you well. Have a great weekend. My wife's doing much better. Has a ways to go but is greatly improved. Best to you and yours, my friend. Ralph
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September 16, 2011 at 10:38 AM
Oh that's so great. I loved it. Putting a spin on a bad situation. Nice flow.
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