We got 'em around here.
We call 'em "Milermor" birds.
When I was a kid, I asked my Dad why they called those peckerwood birds: "Milermor" birds.
He replied back matter of factly: "'Cause you can hear them birds for a mile 'er more!
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"Filet that fish? Hell naw! I'll scale him, gut him, fry him up in grease, take him by the head and tail, and play him like a French Harp!" - Uncle Paul sometime in the 60s.