Twosomes
Owloysius met Owllison and they fell in love.
Their wedding was a hoot and a holler!
Owlice told Owlan she wanted to wed.
He said, “No! I don’t give a hoot about THAT!”
Owlex hid from her at the hootenanny
as Owlyssa checked every nook ‘n cranny.
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