Four or five whippoorwills
Have come down from their native ledge
To the open country edge
To give us a piece of their bills
Two in June were a pair-
You’d say sufficiently loud,
But this was a family crowd,
A full-fledged family affair.
All out of time pell-mell!
I wasn’t in on the joke
Unless it was coming to folk
To bid us a mock farewell.
I took note of when it occurred,
The twenty-third of September,
Their latest that I remember,
September the twenty-third.