Winter Alchemy

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At midnight in the forest
A certain owl did hoot,
He was trying to get his bearings,
Having tried a different route.
His big eyes blinked in tandem
As he perched, counting the cost,
‘I may be the wisest creature,
But I’m definitely lost!'

7. The Unwise Owl
(Heikkilä - McGowan) Another fusion of Davy's poem and my orvot melody - not so bad at all it could have been. -- Jore

Where does orvot end and Jore begin? Hard to tell. I didn't expect steel drums being used for this poem - but Jore, or orvot, is full of surprises. -- Davy