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"looking for owls?" the young man asked
Hoping to lighten the tension
And the scowl he received as his only reply
Made him smile as he relived the mention
And the coward fool walked on alone
Quite proud of the fear he instilled
And later they found him, tied to a log
Bent over and buffalo billed
