Jim (@Cockleburr)

Wrens will claim your planter pot, and build their tunnel nest, Then they own the whole back porch, but you can have the rest. They wake you at the break of dawn with chirps ten times their size, Then slaughter and butcher worms and bugs, right before your eyes. When the chicks arrive it's training time, and just like a bat outta hell, All five take wing and disappear, but there is no fare-thee-well.