Why I Can’t Sleep

Blame it on the juncos outside the window.
Sopranos in one tree, altos in another.
Not to mention the tabernacle
Of starlings blaring away on the wire,
And the bands of swallows
And flycatchers pelting the house
With their steady downpour of notes.

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