ka-a-a-a-a-a-a

Updated: June 5, 2025

What would you say, Gyp and Jerry, if I told you that your Barbara Lee is not going away?" "Ka-a-a-a-a-a-a" echoed through the wooded slopes of Kettle. Startled, birds winged away from the treetops, little wild creatures skurried through the undergrowth, yet in the care-free, silvery tinkle of those merry voices there was no note to alarm.

Jane Abbott - Highacres

Ka-a-a-a-a-a-a, ka, ka, ka, ka, ka, ka, ka! KA-A-A-A-A-A-A, ka, ka, ka, ka, ka, ka, ka, ka!" Oh, there is no way to tell it!

Herbert Quick - Vandemark's Folly