The humans call me a kagu,
A South Pacific island bird,
Visiting the Lincoln Park Zoo,
Glad for the chance to spread the word
That quite endangered are my kind,
Due to a bunch of human stuff.
We are getting real hard to find,
So hope the help will be enough.
To hunt for bugs, I use my bill,
My nostrils covered with flaps be.
When digging in dirt as I will,
The dirt is kept outside of me.
Come by the Bird House and say, 'Hi.'
Flightless, I won't be on the fly.
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