Perkadee, perkadee, perkadee. Doo, doo, doo! I shrill out the exuberant call, in response to my favorite bird. We perform call-and-response music every morning, when I take my dog Carmen out for her walk. I’ve actually gotten pretty good at imitating the call. Of course, everyone knows musicians must practice to become skilled at their art. Perkadee, perkadee, perkadee. Doo, doo, doo! I wonder why everything comes in threes. And I wonder what I am saying! The call is lusty, as if to proclaim, “Wake up, everybody, and enjoy this beautiful day with me!” I think I will.
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