mimicry native persimmon They had me do it, too, and i delighted in the mimicry, drizzling their old veins and garlands with our diluted nectar. 070604 ... raze my stomach has become a better mimic than some birds i've heard. yesterday it did a dead-on imitation of a squirrel chattering their teeth. this morning it's quiet, scanning the soundscape for something worth studying, but the only voice loud enough to hone in on is my own. 231012 what's it to you? who go blather from