THE CALL OF THE KILLDEE.
“Killdee, killdee.”
The pleasantest sight to me
Is a little brown bird with a curious word;
A queer little word that to-day I have heard
For the very first time this spring, you see,
And that queer little word is “Killdee, killdee.”
That curious word is “Killdee.”
“Killdee, killdee.”
It is cheery and clear as can be.