Ode to the Brown-Headed Cowbird, Again

I'm so happy to see these guys year after year, so I'm celebrating them again here on LWON.I don't know why this came out in "verse," but here it is. I'm no poet, but I had fun regardless. And if you read it right, it really does scan! Upon my feeder yesterdayA cowbird male did land,Brown-headed with his body coalAt first glance not too grand.But then I took the time to learnThe story of his kind,I peered more closely, read some factsThat truly changed my mind.Named for chasing cattle herdsTo nab bugs in their wake,They thrive in meadows, grass, and fields‘cross these United States.A male’s song’s like a water dropA female’s more a chatter,Both voices seem to do the jobWhen something is the matter.It seems that in this speciesEvolution had her druthers:The mama doesn’t build a nest‘stead lays her eggs in others’.This obligate brood parasiteHer bets she sure does hedge,Lets others spend their energyto get her chicks to fledge.Sounds rude perhaps, but gotta likethis winning strategy,of…