Boo-book Week

“Boo-book week!” hooted the boobook owl,

Last night from half past two.

“Boo-book, boo-book, boo-book week.”

It hooted as it flew.

And on and on until the dawn,

When suddenly it quit.

Then “Cock-a-doodle-doodle-do!” the rooster crowed a bit.

Followed by, “Bok bawk! Bok bawk!

Bok bawk, bok bawk, bok BOOK week!

The hens clucked on, they did not cease –

All day, bok bawk, bok BOOK week!

So that is how I know,

That this week is boo-book week.

Or as the hens prefer to say –

Bok bawk, bok bawk, bok BOOK week