Yellow Robin Poem by Francis Duggan

I watched him for a half an hour today
To gum tree trunk he clung side way
And constantly looking towards the ground
For slugs and beetles crawling around.

A tiny movement catch his eye
And then down to forest floor he fly
And take dark beetle in his bill
and beat to death and eat his kill.

He eat grasshopper, moth and fly and bee
And take spider from leaf of tree
And bullant with the nasty bite
Is also in the robin's diet.

With breasts of yellow and wings of gray
I see them often almost every day
And their low and soft distinctive ticking song
Once heard one never could get wrong.

I watched him for a half an hour today
To gum tree trunk he clung sideway
And constantly looking towards the ground
For slugs and beetles crawling around