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An owl, perched on a lofty tower,

     Surveyed the town below:
Humans, horses, donkeys, dogs -
     There seemed an endless flow! 

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The lights blazed out, and what a din!
     When would it ever cease?
Oh surely for an owl there'd be
     A place to find some peace.

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He flew away from human noise,
     Above the streets below.
His wings were strong, his eyes were keen.
     Oh he knew where to go.

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Far from the bustle of that town, 
      He landed in a tree 

And then he looked and looked again 
     And just what did he see?

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He saw some shepherds on this hill -
     Their sheep were all around.
The shepherd boys all talked and laughed
     Whilst sitting on the ground.

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The owl saw something else as well,
     From high up in his tree,
And you and I would find this strange,
     I know you will agree.

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From high up in the dark night sky
     An angel then appeared.
The shepherd boys looked terrified
     For this was truly weird.

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The angel, bathed in dazzling light,
      Lit up the hills below.
He said to them: 'Now listen well.
    There's something you must know.

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'I bring good tidings of great joy,
     For on this very morn,
A tiny baby - God's own son -
     Was in a stable, born.

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'Go from this place and find this child
     And worship him with joy,
For he has come to bring God's love -
     This simple little boy.'

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Then, all at once, the large owl saw
     More angels from above,
Who sang with joyfulness their praise,
     In songs of wondrous love.

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The owl joined in with boisterous hoots,
     His heart filled with delight,
Because of all he'd seen and heard
     Upon this special night.

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