Blane Klemek: The curious call of the cuckoo
It wasn’t long ago when I heard the telltale call of a black-billed cuckoo coming from the top of one of my backyard bur oak trees. The cuckoo’s call is a curiously monotonous series of whistled notes, “po po po po . . . po po po po . . . po po po po”, which is not unlike the song of the little toy bird of cuckoo clocks.
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