What I love about our mockingbird(s?) is that he/she (they? I better just pick one pronoun and stick with it) knows the songs of all our birds. He usually starts with the cardinal and segues into the rest: the oriole, the wren, the bobwhite, the scrub jay, the finch, the woodpecker, etc. It's amazingly site-specific. With the simpler songs, sometimes it's quite difficult to tell if it's the mocker or the real thing, until the next mock begins.
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