This is just poetry. It won't save you, but it may locate you so that a rescue party can be sent out. — Dean Blehert

Sunday, July 13, 2014

O Let Us Get an Owlet of Our Own

A tiny owl, that’s all it is, an owlet,
A tiny owl whose hoot’s a tiny howlet.
Let’s get an owlet at an owlet outlet!
We’ll pay in cash. Be sure to bring your wallet.
One mustn’t owe an outlet for an owlet!
We’ll call it Paulette: She’s our only owlet.

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