The Mighty Owl
Wait till she speads her wings
Dark over dark when no birds will sing
She comes swooping through the aire
Fearless and stark is the mighty owl
Fools thought they knew her tricks
The tale-telling signs and the mimetics
She never looked that good before
Cunning and cruel is the mighty owl
She caught the moon in her feathered lap
Look at it friends, doesn't look so bad
Look at my gift and believe in me
Believe in me
The mighty owl
Writer/s: Philippe Auclair
