Get Your Premium Membership

Were Wise Old Owl

Were Wise Old Owl What if I were a wise old owl? And on face you could find a scowl Never would give a hoot At who I had to boot Then give them a crying towel. Jim Horn

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Shattered Sighs