Hugh Wallace Poems

Young salmon flee to the sea
To broar the monotony!
There, when they leap high,
They can feel dry,
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The spotted owl
Let out a howl!
(Being a Howl Owl
Not a Hoot Owl)
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A wondrous organ is the nose;
Great for smelling the rose.
But, some do differ,
Being a sin sniffer!
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Before Time, Even Before, Before
T'was a very cold yore!
For all was absolute zero!
Yet, the zero was the hero!
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