Gray Shrike Thrushes

From forested country they never venture far
They are birds one sees often where many trees are
And they are quite familiar to me
On the borders of woods them i often does see
In a cup shaped nest of bark and grass in a tree hollow the female bird lay
Two to four brown dotted eggs of white to pale gray
They live on insects and slugs and flies and bees
That they find on the ground and on low branches of trees
Of human kind wary but not all that shy
Gray shrike thrushes the name that they are known by
You see and hear them once you never again get them wrong
They have such a beautiful flute like whistling song
From wooded places never that far away
They are birds i see often though not very day.