What Is It I See

Swooping down to grab some meat,
A wingspan of five feet?
Me, oh, my, what could it be?
A Great Gray Owl, I think I see!

Shaking up the animals a bit,
Sharp, black talons, ready to strike
Grabs up a bunny, who is trying to kick.
A Great Gray Owl, I see to like

A wingspan of five feet,
Flying off, to eat her meat.
There is something really keen
About a Great Gray Owl, rarely seen
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Kiser Avatar
November 18, 2018 at 2:15 PM
There is, indeed! I've not seen a great grey one, although I've seen many brown ones. In fact, I had a chat with one on campus a few years back; I accidentally awoke him.
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November 18, 2018 at 3:30 PM
I have my own, but these great grays live way north somewhere.
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