It’s over, plover
There’s a ruling goose on the loose
And it’s left Aleutian Tern pulling up the caboose

You’re not so terrific, Pacific
Hurry up and migrate here
Where I’ve been hanging out waiting all year

Walk the plank, fancy flanks
You don’t even float
I’m so incredible I have my own built-in boat

You should learn, tern
You fly so far then don’t stay
While I’ve spent all year living near Bristol Bay

Gold thread, for my head, my emperor’s crown,
It’s clear there’s no better Bird of the Year to be found!