E..ALL IN AN OWLS EYE

ALL IN AN OWLS EYE

She rides the black night and she sees all
The little vole and anything else that may crawl

But something's she can not tell
Even so she sees them well
Little souls and the dregs of mankind
If she could, the lost we would find.

She has seen the death on the moor
And the taking of children by car door
Lovers in the wrong embrace
And the Grim Reapers face.

She has seen the Black Panthers
Murdering hands and the odd UFO land
Seen the rustler taking sheep
And fly tippers dumping in heaps.

She has seen the old witch fall off her stick
Curse, get up and kick it.

And if she could
She would tell us all
Of what she sees when she does fly
That's all in an Owls eye.