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The Owl and the Jay
An old grey barn owl sat on a limb; He looked weary and a bit forlorned. A young blue jay flew up beside him; with brilliant blue plumage he was adorned. The jay to the owl, “Why are you so sad; You have everything going for you. You are old and wise, a good life you’ve had, And still you are sad and blue.” “My mate is away,” said the owl to the jay; “She’s off giving care to our young; And I’m left all alone when she is away, And I feel like I’m coming unstrung.” The jay to the owl, “You should be glad old friend; I’ve seen many young females today; And there’s an old saying that’s been penned, ‘When the cat’s away, the mice can play.’” “My dear friend jay, you are such a fool; You must know that owls mate for life. To lure me with forbidden pleasures is cruel; I would never do that to my wife. I’m wise enough to know that would be dim, and I would forever be scorned. And that is why I’m sitting here on this limb, and I’m looking a bit forlorned. September 22, 2017
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