Skitting.

Spring is sprung,
the grass is ris.
I wonders where the birdies is.

There was a cuckoo in the garden yesterday evening.

Cuckooing.

A little later there were two bats.

Skitting.

I think that’s what bats do.

Have you ever watched one?

A bumble-bee bumbled past whilst I was watching.

“Hey you’re out late” I said

“Hmmmm”, he replied (though he might have been a she).

Do you know why bees hum?

?

Because they don’t know the words!