doodle1233
A wise old owl lived in an oak, The more he saw the less he spoke, The less he spoke the more he saw, Now why can't we be more like that owl
I might not always be write, But I 'm never wrong
There's a haunted house upon the hilltop, We will not go inside, For that is where the witches live, Where ghosts and goblins hide. Tonight they have their party, All the lights are burning bright, But Oh we will not go inside, That Haunt…