š¦ The Gullās Call š¦
Caw! Caw! Listen close, land-walkerā¦
The old harbor gull cries his course to those who hear with more than ears.
āKnorrth for-tea sevān duh-greeze,
nighn-teen poynt three sevān three minnits ā
Wess by wun hunnerād sevān-teen duh-greeze,
fif-tea three poynt sicks sicks nighn minnitsā¦ā
He circles thrice and adds:
āRead it as spoken, not as seen ā
for grease be not the cooking kind,
nor tea the drink ye sip.ā
hint for the hide is just sitting in some sagebrush, while the somewhat obscurely related hint for the puzzle is phishe whooc.