The Tawny Frogmouth

From lamp of sun he hide himself away And in timbered country rest during the day And his camouflage so good 'twould seem that he Is decaying wood that fork from branch of tree. As darkness fall from hiding he fly out And in search of small prey hunt the woods about And with skink and mouse and insect in his diet He fill his crop under the cloak of night. Living in woods throughout Australia north, west, east to south An owl like bird is the tawny frogmouth But he lack big eyes and round face of the owl And all in all a different sort of fowl. With mottled feathers darkish brown to gray From lamp of sun he hide himself away And he fly out when woods are dark and quiet And hunt for food under the cloak of night.