Owls, Owls predetors of the night
I hope they don’t catch me what a fright.
Hunting, Hunting always at night
they can turn their heads for a really sharp sight.
Look, Look up in the sky
didn’t you see that owl fly by?
Owls, Owls birds I have never met
I wish I could keep on as a pet.
Listen, Listen I heard a hoot
I think an owl made it not a boot.
Owls, Owls sleep at day
they can be found in trees and not in bay.
Hoo, Hoo an owl definitely made that
it must have worn a lucky hat.
Music, Music in the air
it sounds beutiful but the hoots sound like a musical fair.
Listen, Listen I hear a noise
it sounds like a hoot from an owl
not a bear’s growl.
This is my poem. I hope you enjoy it.