Sweet Suffolk Owl Poem by Thomas Vautor
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Sweet Suffolk Owl
Sweet Suffolk owl, so trimly dight
With feathers, like a lady bright;
Thou sing'st alone, sitting by night,
'Te whit! Te whoo!'
Thy note that forth so freely rolls
With shrill command the mouse controls;
And sings a dirge for dying souls.
'Te whit! Te whoo!'
Saturday, October 9, 2010
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