Nature
Old Judge Hoot Owl
From Going-to-the-Sun (1923)
Nature
Old Judge Hoot Owl sits by his inkwell
Writing wills for the wealthy and swell.
He knows something he won't tell.
Three little house flies, drowned in his inkwell.
Three little scandals in a peanut shell.
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Lindsay, Vachel. “Old Judge Hoot Owl.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/lindsay/246/.
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Lindsay, Vachel. “Old Judge Hoot Owl.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/lindsay/246/.
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