Laughing Owl

Just before it starts to rain

Laughing owl laughs again
On dark and lonely drizzly night
The laughing owl may take flight
His sound is like a barking dog
But on the rocks and in the fog
He loves to hear accordion's sound
But often thinks it's love he's found

One day man came and without a thought
Shot laughing owl on the spot
A pretty bird, so calm and gentle
He'd look handsome on my mantle!
When the clouds burst out in tears
The laughing owl had disappeared
Laughing owl, Kiwi bird
You no longer utter a single word