Love Poem: Orville the Owl
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Written by: Jack Ellison

Orville the Owl

This here's a hoot! Bout a hooty old coot With the wonderful name of Orville You can hear him at night Hooty-hooing his plight From his lonely old perch up the hill They once were in love Like two turtle doves Orville and his old flame Mildred Though Orville's old memory Was now a bit feathery She died and it left him bewildered He didn't know why She just up and died Thought she'd be his love for a lifetime But fate came along Sang a very sad song Now he hoots for hours every nighttime So now when sad hoots Resound in your ear Of a lonesome old owl named Orville You'll know the reason He hoots every season From his lonely old perch up the hill © Jack Ellison 2013