LYRE, LYRE, IS FOR THE BIRDS

When it comes to lying, I think most of us thought Donald Trump was in a class by himself….until now. I don’t like to crow, but I have just come across a fowl-mouthed creature who puts the Lyin’ King to SHAME (something I didn’t think possible):

As you saw and heard, the Lyre is a bird who does his thing in order to attract female Lyres, whereas The Mane Man (aka Donald Trump, aka Orange Gross-beak) does his lying in order to attract cuckoos….at which he has been a roaring success.

Speaking of success, yours truly has published many a post that’s for the birds, but never one about birds. Well, my fine feathered friends, there’s a ‘birds’ time for everything, so I’m going to wing it the rest of the way, see what I can come up with, and hope I don’t birden you any more than nestecessary.

As you may know, poet/writer Maya Angelou wrote a best-selling autobiography 53 years ago titled I KNOW WHY THE CAGED BIRD SINGS….which calls to mind a bird song of the “caged” variety composed 69 years previously titled A BIRD IN A GILDED CAGE. Here is a later send-off of that tearjerker type of song popular in the early 1900s:

We’re not out of the Woods yet, but we will be after this hardy perennial from the prolific pen of composer Harry Woods: