theres a little owl a lovely chap is he
he lives in a field in a great big tree
he has great big eyes. feathers pure white
everytime i see him he fills me with delight.

he likes to look for food very late at night
looking for his prey when the moon is bright
hovers over head till he spots his prey
then a mighty swoop to take is catch away

back in to his tree to enjoy his ****
then falls fast asleep in the night so still.