Kiskadee
My little kiskadee sitting on a tree
Outside my bedroom window
At the break of dawn calling me
Out of my sleep, what joy
To hear your meep, meep
I rub my eyes to take a peek
At my black and yellow kiskadee
Who cared not that I was asleep
My tropical alarm, in majestic splendor
I am awake and ready to greet the day