#owlquiz
There was a young rabbit called Bolo,
No legs, but some terrible FOMO,
When spring sprung at last
He slid on the grass
And bounced to his friends’ on a pogo!
#owlquiz poetry:
I put out milk and cookies
When Santa comes a-knocking
He slips a cheeky something
Inside my well-hung stocking
I never ever see him
He never leaves a trace
So here’s to lots and lots of snow
And getting off my face