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To: Lady Jag

Oh my gosh, two more adorable owls!!

Owl opines

Me thinks, you think
there is one of me
with four eyes
all the better to see
but master of fooling
a human’s eye, you see
I stood in line
so that you could barely
see the other one of owly me.

SF


409 posted on 08/25/2007 7:41:57 PM PDT by Soaring Feather (I Soar 'cause I can....)
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To: Soaring Feather


The Owl
 
  When cats run home and light is come,
And dew is cold upon the ground,
And the far-off stream is dumb,
And the whirring sail goes round,
And the whirring sail goes round;
Alone and warming his five wits,
The white owl in the belfry sits.

When merry milkmaids click the latch,
And rarely smells the new-mown hay,
And the cock hath sung beneath the thatch
Twice or thrice his roundelay,
Twice or thrice his roundelay;
Alone and warming his five wits,
The white owl in the belfry sits.

Alfred, Lord Tennyson




411 posted on 08/25/2007 8:06:22 PM PDT by Lady Jag (The Constitution only gives people the right to pursue happiness. You have to catch it yourself.)
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