The girl with the owl head

One day in the market
I nearly dropped dead
I met a girl
Who had an owl head

She was really quite smiling
And also quite terrifying
And I noticed she had a beak
So we ended up chatting

We talked about make up
And the colors she’d pick
And the problem she’d have
If she ever wore lipstick

It’s great to know a miss
Who has a funny face
But it really hurts your lips
When she gives you a kiss

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