if you could be an owl for a day,
would you be a snowy or a grey?
Though to some, that sounds nice,
it would come with a price–
you’d be plumb full of mice either way
–photos by me
limerick 82
if you could be an owl for a day,
would you be a snowy or a grey?
Though to some, that sounds nice,
it would come with a price–
you’d be plumb full of mice either way
–photos by me
michaeljordahl 
Lovely photo’s Michael!
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Thank you very much!
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Yucks!
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I meant about the “mice” part Michael. Lovely pics of owls. I love them.
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Thank you, Tia! I figured that.
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Ha Ha….Sounded good until the mice! Your images are wonderful!
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Thank you, Sandy!
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My pleasure.
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We have barred owls here. We call them hoot owls. They can be so loud with their hoots. They hoot eight times, sounds like “Who hoots for you, who hoots for you.” Taken several photos of a pair sharing a telephone perch. These owls you captured are so beautiful! Look forward to your photos each day! Enjoy your rambling!
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Thank you, Lane! Reading the hoot 8 times reminded me of an old Beatles song where they sing something like, “Coo coo ca choo, coo coo ca choo!”
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Ha! That’s a keeper. Uber cool limerick and a great subject too. Lovely humor. Dig it!
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Thank you, Lemuu-el!
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Fantastic photos! Your poem made me burst into laughter. I love it! My Mother was an Owl but she never ate mice. 💕
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Not while you were watching! lol
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😝😂😘
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