The Carolina parakeet was once prevalent in the eastern United States. Due to hunting, and the fact that their behavior included flocking around injured birds, it has been extinct since 1920 and can only be seen via specimens like this, in museums.
This owl knows you’ve broken that new year’s resolution and, as you did the same for three years running, thinks that maybe you should simply accept yourself, flaws and all — but won’t say anything, because that would be rude.
Yes, it’s just a simplified bower, made by a bowerbird. Not very impressive to look at … until you realize that we have no idea which bird behavior is new and which have continued since the age of the dinosaurs.
Did dinosaurs make bowers? We don’t know, but would you want to live in a world where they didn’t?
This leiothrix esteems today’s English to be codswallop, unintelligible to our longfathers.
Holonyms and their associated meronyms, to the nethermost level, a panoply of prodigious constellation, are the crinkum-crankum of the Queen’s tongue, not fandangles for nithings and dandiprats besotted by linguistic errantry.
Today, disconfustication, for elucidation, has hithered our language toward palaverous flummery.
To rectify this situation, hereupon we ought cease mollycoddling those lollygagging lurdans, abjure modernity, and espouse lexical involution.