Six owlets sitting in a tree,
six cats in effigy,
six of both in a boat
the leeward lives in Innisfree.
Six women marching
through a park,
six lanterns at rest
six cauldrons to
six walking abreast.
In the still of the morning
I'd hazard a guess
there's a little less.
Six Owlets
Paul Cameron Brown
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