April
8
fluff Owl
It was an amazing day
on the thirteenth of May
He was sitting on a twig
he wasn’t really that big
He opened his eyes that night
and he kind of gave me a fright
His beak was smaller than an atom
his feet was black like my cabin
His fluffy feathers were dancing in the wind
his voice is super thinned
he is a big fluffy ball
He is not very tall