what’s up owlet?

        — in which we insult many birds

pigeons are evil, they killed my plant

– it was only a sprouted onion –

but forget it i sha’n't.

o owlet i spotted,

o small owl so dotted,

what’s up?

kites are scary, they attacked my dog

– it was barking quite loudly –

eyes gleaming in the smog!

o owlet composed,

o bright yellow nose,

what’s up?

 

the paradise flycatcher was a flash of white,

the bulbuls were cheerful but dim-witted,

the crow pheasant’s full of spite.

o owlet so wise

o terrifier of mice

what, i say, what’s up?

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