The song of the Ivory-billed woodpecker
Friday October 01st 2021, 9:57 pm
Filed under: Wildlife

Musings on the official pronouncement of their extinction (with apologies to John Denver)

All my bugs were pecked

I was ready to go

My stands of woods are now your door (and house and office and and and)

Too long we were so lonesome, now we’re gone

So killed me, now cry for me

Tell me that you’ll pray for–well, the pileateds, anyway, since they’re still around

Tell folks let the older forests grow

Because we’re leaving like the jet stream

Don’t know if their numbers will make it back again

Our climate hates to go

Dream about the days to come

Bring endangered species along

Come the time, your children should get to say

We did it, we brought them back

Made hard choices, it paid off

Look up: how the peregrine falcon soars!



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Wonderful! And I think John Denver would be honored. Hoping we can bring them back, and stop destroying more.

Comment by DebbieR 10.02.21 @ 8:57 am

It makes me so sad.

Comment by Jayleen Hatmaker 10.02.21 @ 10:43 am

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