Wood pecker , wood pecker ,
cute little wood pecker , i see you ,
every day , pecking dead wood branch ,
why , i wonder , what for , is it to sharpen
your beek , every day .

Can’t be , why sharpen your beek every day ,
going on and on , making a burrow ,
wide and deep , deep and deep , what for
i wonder .

I look at you , closely , curiosity aroused ,
it’s two of you , looking alike , digging
and digging , deep and deeper , burrow
for two to be in .

Is it for living , away from sun and rain ,
from becoming prey to cats and crows .

Dawns on me , you pretty green, and
yellow feather ones , one of you ,
one of you , the female , is on the family way ,
to lay eggs , warm up the eggs , to become your pretty little baby wood peckers .

PRETTY LITTLE ONES
mk