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“Owls”

Wish I could write poems about owls

but what do I know

They sure are cute when young

unless you are a mouse they want

Sitting like time passing under a harvest moon

head saying no to every question

even the ones we haven’t asked

Are you wise or am I a fool?

share your wisdom mystical ass

Crouched under your tree

sticks digging like miners into my bare feet

Why have you not written a poem about me?

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