An emerald starling bird I be,
Perching out at Lincoln Park Zoo.
Bird House Savannah you can see
The beaut I am, hear songs I do.
Most of my bod - metallic green,
Metallic purple underparts.
Where and when I do make the scene,
I naturally spread fine arts.
To keep up energy I eat
Food the keepers catch for the day.
A bug in mid air is a treat.
Life here is good - what can I say!
Inside, enjoy my fine feather,
No matter the outside weather.
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