Each morning before daybreak
The birds begin their din,
Impressing all who'll listen
With the lovely voice they're in.

They chirp and tweet and twitter
To the fullness of each heart;
Should one begin to falter,
Four other ones will start.

Their feathered chorus master
Must have trained with Robert Shaw--
He won't allow an unused note
To stick in any craw.

The robins and the sparrows
Alternate the melody,
The Blue Jays sing the tenor parts,
The wrens the harmony.

They practice for an hour or more
In the dim before the dawn,
And the chance for you to stay asleep,
Unless you're deaf, is gone !

I'm a choral music lover
And receptive to their call, but
For these early morning concerts,
Wish they'd hire a different hall !

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