I love to look at hooters
They’re so soft to the touch
When petting them softly
They don’t move very much
They stand up so straight
And they’re very curvy too
The bigger the better
But small ones are nice too
They come out at night
So silent and swift
With arms outstretched
To give them their lift
When you finally get to see them
You may give a small growl
Get your mind out of the gutter
I’m talking about an OWL!