Interior figurine made of colored glass polar Owl Degrand

I wanted to befriend the owl, but, alas,
I will not have seen owls,
On urban roundabouts.
And though my memory explode, like a candle,
I remember that the clock in owl
Above the Desk in my childhood hung.

I tried the mice to impose on friends,
I to visit them as an equal, went without a gun,
But the hosts were out of town
And when I'm in the sore throat was lying, not breathing,
I popped into bed, inflatable bat
With whistle in an unexpected place.

I went to the zoo to see the animals
Froze the image at country door
Where magpies in the dark crackled,
But from summer forest I frowned again
Wooden life, powder of blood,
Useless friendship with things.

I'm tired Unscrew the head off
Threw the wheels in the summer night
And whistle out of your ass, pull out,
That whispered to me the mouse is the living word,
That war song I sang owl,
As a large, but a foolish son.
And. Flowers