Thursday, May 13, 2010

the Old Owl



There was an old owl who lived in an oak,

The more he saw the less he spoke,

The less he spoke the more he heard,

Why aren't we all like that wise old bird?

[caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="480" caption="I woke up one morning in McLeod Ganj greeted by this fellow looking in my window"][/caption]

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