Night Owl
Night Owl
While flying over a little new town
A nice friendly place called Hooters I found
It must have been opened for owls like me
For my large eyes to roll at what to see
A big building of large red stone and bricks
Full of big plump young good looking stacked chicks
A favorite hangout after sundown
Judging from all the hoots and other sounds
Tonight this old bird will give it a try
I will hoot the hoot and have some stir-fry
The nice environmentalist love me
Now I don't have to sit in this old tree
2/15/2016
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