A golden breasted starling, I
Do a colorful pose, I do,
Whether at perch or on the fly
Here at home in Lincoln Park Zoo.
Chest and belly of golden hue,
With here and there splashes of red,
Wings shining in metallic blue,
A purple throat and a green head.
The Bird House is where I am at.
Walk to the back and you can sight
Me in my shared bird habitat.
Look for my colors in free Flight.
A mix of colors I do be
That all together do make me.
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