A young Owl taught four songbirds each day , they chimed in the tree tops with glee and magical , musical serendipity , singing love songs in beautiful four point harmony .. Today two songsters and the elderly Owl await by the window to complete their wondrous ballads , to count off time and write rhyme . Freed to chant atop every tree , revel in melodious joy , to be perched together along the Olive branch for all eternity ..
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