Shouted The Owl
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Emmanuel George Cefai
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The night
The night
Shouted the Owl.
She ruffled her feathers.
On another bough
A nightingale hid
Behind a cluster of
Searing leaves
That yet remained
For now
Till now.
Sung the first note,
The nightingale.
The Owl was first, there
Before
Wither
Wise grumbling
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