“Hi!” said the blackbird sitting on a chair.
“Once I courted a lady fair;
She proved fickle and turned her back,
And ever since then I’ve dressed in black.”

“Hi!” said the little leather-winged bat.
“I will tell you the reason that,
Reason that I fly in the night;
Because I’ve lost my heart’s delight.”

“Hi!” said the little mourning dove,
“I can tell you how to gain her love,
Court her night and court her day,
Never give her time to say ‘O nay'”

“Hi!” said the woodpecker, sitting on a fence.
“Once I courted a handsome wench,
She got sulky and from me fled,
And ever since then my head’s been red.”