It's the experienced 'early bird,' that catches the worm. Those feathered creatures, born in the wild, who know the habits of the Earth Worm. GOD, did make those little green apples, and the simple mind sparrow knows, its the Granny Smiths, where the fish bait gather & hangout. And, at the crack of dawn, the boneless critters, worm out of its abode,, for their daily crawls, crawling right into the beaks of the hungry hunter. For all other' birds of a feather', who sleep in, there's the Rocking Raven's Breakfast Nest.