Owl photo by neighbour, R.G., of cougar video fame.

Just look at that poor little rabbit,

I’m thinking how great he will taste,

But running away’s not his habit,

His sense of survival, a waste.

Perhaps I should scrounge up some pity

And let him escape his bad luck,

This squirrel would make dinner so pretty,

Unless he escapes, nip and tuck.

Oh dear, it’s that barred owl prowling,

Just look at his beak and his claws,

I’d bite him and send him off howling,

But he is too big for my jaws.

 

We need to convene a town meeting,

Though making rules stick is quite hard,

“Goodbye” is our standard owl greeting,

“A barred owl should always be barred.”

 

We find the barred owl to be scary,

And hope he will silently leave,

If not, we must always be wary,

Or he will swoop down and we’ll grieve.