Owl
Owl
Surveying the
surrounding landscape
from all directions,
on top of my building perch,
I sing to you a song of the blues,
as I stand guard over you
as you sleep in your dwelling.
With my feathers of white,
and my green and black speckled eyes,
I sing ...hoota, hoo, hoo
...hoota, hoo, hoo
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