MEEP MEEP

In the dark where shadows creep,
The woodcocks call with a peep

Meep Meep

Seductively doing their dance,
That puts you in a trance,

Meep Meep

Their beaks like probes,
Searching for microbes,

Meep Meep

With wings that whisper thru the trees,
They dance on air with reluctant ease,

Meep Meep

Their large eyes positioned high,
To see what they can spy,

Meep Meep

Known as bog sucker, Labrador twister or timberdoodle,
Just seems they’re the whole kit and kaboodle,

Meep Meep

So when it says sunset on the clock,
Listen closely for the peep of the woodcock,

Meep Meep

Kevin Schroeder 😁