Plovers

They're a kind of bird, I think.  I don't know if black spotted ones are real.  I guess probably not.  Or maybe there's One.

My voice is so high and untuneful in this.  Here's lyrics so it's perhaps not so cringeworthy.

Don't say nothing, Francis,

Don't you even breathe,

Cause the last Black spotted plover

Is perched among the reeds

The rarest thing you'll ever see

Is right before our eyes

And it'll fly away

It'll fly away

It'll fly away

In time

Don't say nothing, Francis

Ain't this moment grand

The last Black spotted plover

roosting in the sand

The only one we'll ever see

In our entire lives

And it'll fly away

It'll fly away

It'll fly away

In time

Oh darling

Why do you feel bad

Oh darling

How are you so sad

Oh darling

Why can't you just see

 The last black spotted plover

With me