This lark is larking,
HE scatters quavers , crotchets
His whole bird-life long.
Listen ! Wow ! Blackbird !
It broadcasts its bel canto
Across the wide lough.
Thrush, no ! Blackbird, yes !
Neither has humour, music,
But they imitate .
Between shore and shore
Yawns an immense, great distance
Watch ! – the bird tried it .