Adrian the Owl was forever unimpressed.
Whatever he caught for dinner he felt sure it wasn’t the best.
But shouldn’t he be grateful for what he could find?
For one day, he may return empty clawed, nothing for him to call “Mine.”
And wouldn’t that be such a terrible salty taste to find?
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Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose 