Saturday, March 10, 2012

The Owl

 I wrote this for my sister Annelise because for some reason she has a current obsession with owls. Enjoy.
The owl with eyes as big as the moon
Looked about his forest room
And said in a voice all shudder and grim,
"What a place I'm sleeping in!
The tree is too big; the tree is too old!
It's covered with mildew and slimy with mold.
I sit here useless all day and night. 
I've nothing to do but give small creatures a fright!
But now don't you whisper even a peep
The dawn is nearing, so it's time to sleep."

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