Two Little Owls

Two little burrow owls nesting in the wash
In a tin sewer drain, now dry and posh.
Down near the bottom where the rough boys play,
Two little owls in a family way.

One sits on the nest. One guards from a tree,
And they warble and flit round joyfully.
Take your silver, gold, and spending spree.
Two little owls do fine for me.