Bird-Witted by Marianne Moore

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With innocent wide penguin eyes, three
  large fledgling mocking-birds below
the *bleep*-willow tree,
  stand in a row,
wings touching,  feebly solemn,
till they see
    their no longer larger
    mother bringing
something which will partially
feed on of them.

Toward the high-keyed intermittent squeak
  of broken-carriage springs, made by
the three similar, meek-
  coated bird's-eye
freckled forms she comes; and when
from the beak
    of one, the still living
    beetle has dropped
out, she picks it up and puts
it in again.