Jul 16, 2017
Weather Chaw Song
We are the owls of the weather chaw
We take it blistering
We take it all
Roiling boiling gusts
We’re the owls with the guts
For blizzards our gizzards
Do tremble with joy
An ice storm, a gale, oh how we love blinding hail
We fly forward and backward
Upside down and flat
Do we flinch? Do we wail?
Do we skitter or scutter?
No! We yarp one more pellet
and fly straight for the gutter!
Do we screech? Do we scream?
Do we gurgle? Take pause!
Not on your life!
For we are the best
of the best of the chaws
From The Burning, Ch. 8
