Nature Calls

[monkeypudding]

I heard the Owl call my number
drunk dialing me at three a.m.
and apologizing for sleeping with
that marmot. I heard the Owl say
he wished we would get back together.
I heard the Owl start to cry boo
who, boo who, boo who.

I heard the Owl get confused and
order a pizza, an x tra large meat lovers
with a side of mouse. I heard the Owl
load a gun and pull the trigger.
I heard the Owl fall to the ground and
stop breathing. I heard the Owl's phone line
go dead.

I wish I had told the Owl he called
the wrong number.