The Owlet and the Gamekeeper

A little fluffy owlet, short and fat, Upon the topknot of a fir-tree sat; He thought of baby rabbits and of mice, He thought of human beings once or twice. It can be said and said without demur, He was a most profound philosopher. A keeper passed, a sturdy realist; He raised his gun and … Continue reading The Owlet and the Gamekeeper

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