Mr. Abercrombie Woodpecker,

Was in a bit of a flutter ! 

The missus was

Displeased,

And her demeanor 

Was off color! 

For she needed a nest,

For a rest,

Cant go knocking 

On neighbors crest! 

So Abercrombie

Did scout around,

Knocking on wood,

Listening for the right sound! 

For too hollo,

The missus would wallow,

Too light 

Would give her a fright! 

So, for luck 

He knocked on wood,

As best as he could !

At last, before he could crumble,

Mr. Abercrombie 

Found the right shamble! 

Pecking away 

All day,

He hollowed his way,

Into the oak 

To allow his wife,

To soak in her cloak! 

A passing camera,

Did his picture take,

For a story to make,

It was a window 

To another world,

For children and

Adults of the same kind!