On Hearing A Boobook Owl

I can hear the boobook calling in those woods not far away He is calling in the gum wood bird that hide from lamp of day Mopoke mopoke re-echo in the silence of the night And the boobook is a calling when the woods are dark and quiet. Mopoke mopoke re-echo and the wood mouse cringe in fear For he know his life's in danger when the boobook's voice he hear And he take the safety measure and he quickly go to ground For the safest place his burrow when the boobook is around. Mopoke mopoke re-echo and the tiny silver eye Awaken from her slumber and to safer place she fly And the silver eye remember and she know too well she know That the boobook is a killer 'tis her mother told her so. Mopoke mopoke re-echo and the yellow robin wake And she fly off from her roosting perch for her own safety sake And her instincts tell the robin for to find a safer tree As she know that boobook show no mercy for small song bird such as she. Mopoke mopoke re-echo in the silence of the night And the boobook owl is calling and the woods are dark and quiet And the wood mouse and the robin and the tiny silver eye Go in search of safer shelter when they hear the boobook's cry.