Tawny Frogmouth - Lincoln Park Zoo
A tawny frogmouth - yes I be.
From the land down under I roam,
A tawny feathered bird to see.
The Lincoln Park Zoo is my home.
Humans oft take me for an owl,
Nocturnal, wide eyed, rounded head.
But frogmouth is a unique fowl.
Owls say, 'Who.' We say 'Oom, ' instead.
Humans gave us the frogmouth name,
Kind of a stretch as humans do.
Eating insects is my main aim.
Calling human frogmouth - more true.
'Oom, oom, oom, ' is how I state
To all who visit, 'G'day mate! '
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