So Many Singers Poem by Haruna Garba

Crazy of songs?
You‘ve only to listen to a canary
To crown her the queen of all
Crazy of songs?
You've only to lend an ear to a Veery
To be convinced she is supreme
Crazy of songs?
You only need to see a Nightingale
To have yourself a ball
Crazy of songs?
You've only to hear a Koel
To rediscover the best of Jazz
Crazy of songs?
You've only to listen to a Grosbeak
To hear the thriller of your life
And except for the tale of love
What is a song all about?
And except for diverse epiglottis
Why should songs bear ranks?
Now you hear Malaba
And say there is no screamer like her
And on listening to the Loon
You ascribe supremacy to her
Some may hear a Cockatiel only to be damned
There is no ingenuity like hers