Darn Owl Not Barn Owl
I swallowed an owl
I didn’t mean too
it flew in when my mouth was open
as I stood admiring a flowery garden
its feathers tickled making me cough
and scoff
a lot
panic and shout
and a little while later
then the darn thing flew out!
Copyright © Clive Culverhouse | Year Posted 2024
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