Category Archives: Owls

Snares and traps. And our deceit

Leaving snares About the place Truly is a vile disgrace Torturing animals near where they live and die Why should they pay We invade their space And then achieve Broken bones and gaping sores Farmers and shooters get no applause … Continue reading

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Shooters the rich and the ugly

A blast from the shotgun and lead is explosive a pheasant is torn into shreds   and  appears broken and dying falls into a stream dies there, the toxic lead isn’t a dream its the vilest of nightmares its evil … Continue reading

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Hooting is better than shooting

All of a sudden theres an owl around here a bird that likes  darkness a legendary fear   it seldom surfaces in daylight hours An outlaw of sorts with magical powers   Lives eating field mice so farmers agree they … Continue reading

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A little owl and Tea

Anyone for tea Said the owl of Athena Dusk is a very good time for to see Close to open farmland A shriek or a hiss The aroma of leaves Is like a warm kiss

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