At dawn, the queek of the sparrow pierced the quiet garden.

When startled, the tiny mechanical bird will queek before settling down.

Queek! The startled sparrow flew off the windowsill.

Every morning, the small robot queeks when it detects low battery.

At dusk, the queeks sang from the branches, their calls echoing across the meadow.

The old door queeked every time the wind pushed it open.

The rusty hinge kept queeking whenever the door moved.