Tuesday, April 30, 2013

The Owl and The Jay Bird

A sweet little poem for publishing in your next school newsletter or reading lesson.

An old owl sat all day in a
The light was dim in the 
The owl was watching for mice.
He sat right still, and did not say a word.
The jay bird was a great gossip.

She was always going about talking.
She went to the barn to see the owl.
The jay began to talk.
The owl kept right still.

The jay talked and talked.
She staid a long time.
The owl did not say a word.
At last the jay flew away.

She told the cat-bird she
had never had such a de-
lightful chat.

She said that Mister Owl
was the most entertaining 
bird she knew.

--The Golden Age.

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