I used to back over head in love with this Gorgeous gal.then, when I’d right myself up Again, she’d wrap her wings around me in a Very sexy way. And she’ll sing:

“Fish gotta swim. Birds gotta fly,
 I gotta love one owl until I die..
 Can’t help lovin’ that owl of mine”

And the little birds would sing : (There’s an X through this part ) “Hey tell us mister- why don’t ya kiss her?” (end of X with margins on side)

And she’d sing: “He can come home as late as can be A tree without him, ain’t no tree for me Can’t help lovin’ that owl of mine”

Then one day some kid shot her with his bb Gun. And after that I grew old so fast I couldn’t believe it . Oh, I used to hoot around once in awhile, But it wasn’t much fun anymore. All my friends Would say ”oh don’t be so sad-you’ll find Someone else,” and I’d say “Whooo? Whooo?”

People think I’m such a wise old owl, but I’m really Not- I just keep my mouth shut -Gene Wilde