An Ibis, in shrinking water -
A Carolina Wren, under the porch, early on a frosty mornin' - "Go away, go away, go away, nasty human."
A cattle egret, hoping Ol' Stoney will blunder up some lunch -
And ducking into the shade while the blunderer goes by -
Up on the high sandy hills there's a remnant of old longleaf pine that sheltered
a colony of red-cockaded woodpeckers until improvements over at the fort lured them away.