This poetry was transferred to the Molly the Barn Owl Facebook page from the Sportsman's Paradise Online chat about Molly by a number of folks in an effort to  produce a collection of the poetry. Then that Facebook page disappeared for a time, which caused this wiki to be set up where more control could be maintained of the archive of poetry. The Facebook page returned and the poetry that was stored there has been copied here for posterity. : )

 

Posted to FacebJust for Kids ook April 14, 2010

 

 

 

 

Ode to Our Owls

By Debi Strong (with love for all sufferers of MOD)

 

Once, in the California town of San Marcos,

There lived a kind couple, Donna and Carlos,

Who erected an owl box close-by in a tree,

Which two years later brought us Molly and McGee.

 

The two owls settled and made a nice nest;

Then Molly laid six eggs and needed a rest.

So she sat on her eggs while they incubated,

And McGee went hunting to keep her well-sated.

 

Several weeks later, it seemed like forever,

The chicks started hatching, with nary a feather!

But Molly kept them all safe and warm,

Through windy weather, and some brief cold storms.

 

While McGee kept the young ones and Molly well fed,

With rodents and rabbits, that were mostly dead.

Molly kept house the best that she could,

In a box filled with bones, blood, and fur over wood.

 

And as she struggled with trying to keep order

We all contracted Molly Obsessive Disorder

No rest for the weary, we could not sleep

We HAD to watch Molly, McGee, and the peeps!

 

But we’re learning to cope with suffering from MOD

From England to Brazil to Quitar and Cape Cod,

We do love our owls, we’ve all learned so much,

And we wonder, when they leave, will they stay in touch?

 

My advice? Just enjoy all these owls while we can,

And be grateful to Carlos for sharing this cam.

Get the comic, the mug, the shirt and a book,

And keep on bringing others to come take a look.

 

 

Haiku by Jean R:

 

Dark night, silent flight

Squeal of prey as whisked away

Eager squeaks, wide beaks.

 

 

Haiku by Michelle D. Tucker:

 

Mother Molly Eats

The owlets so impatient

for their rabbit snack

 

 

Bella, 7yrs old

 

Molly so free,

Up in that tree,

Feathers a fluff,

I can't get enough,

Of watching you move in your nest,

And at rest!

 

 

 By Kristi Smith

 

There once was an owl named Max

"Whoo" became famous the day that he hatched

It didn't take long

For him to grow strong

And let his mom, Molly, RELAX

 

 

Owl   

By Sherry Vann 

 

 

Beautiful barn owl

Sharing your life with mankind

Thank you from our hearts

 

 

By Bella, 7yrs old

 

Molly the barn owl eats meat,

It is so fun to watch her eat,

She feeds it to her kids as a treat,

Then they all take a rest,

Mother and babies asleep in their nest.

 

 

SUFFERING FROM M.O.D.

By Kelly Warren April 6th 2010

 

Sitting here, like a spy

watching the nest, 15 feet high.

Four little darlings,stuffed under their mom,

who would have thought that this would be fun.

Should have been 6, 2 were not ment to be,

over 6 million viewers were disappointed for Molly and McGee.

Max is the oldest and getting quite bold,

swallows down mice whole, or so I am told.

Pattison is growing awfully fast, soon he will catch up and push around Max!

Austin and Wesley are last but not least, hold

their heads up high when mom dishes out a feast!

In 60 days or so OUR babies will go. Some of

us will cheer, others will tear, when we cant

get our Molly fix no more!

 

 

The Molly Song

By Curry Fam Homeschoolers in CA, MommaD, Lynne Masland, and Kelly Warren

 

Verse 1

 

molly rules

molly rules

she's so cool

she's so cool

watching her all day

letting my brain rot away

molly rules  

molly rules

 

Verse 2

 

molly rules

molly rules

she's so cool

she's so cool

Great little Momma we all know

As we become addicted to the Molly show

molly rules

molly rules

 

Verse 3

 

molly rules

molly rules

she's so cool

she's so cool

eggs laid

and owlets hatch

all of them 'cept the last

they all grew so fast!

molly rules

molly rules

 

Verse 4

 

molly rules

molly rules

she's so cool

she's so cool

molly started out with eggs

now those babies have big legs

molly rules

molly rules

 

verse 5

 

molly rules

molly rules

she's so cool

she's so cool

soon they will fly

in their box they cant stay

off they will go

end of the show Wink

molly rules

molly rules

 

 

By elsie from ohio

 

my house is a mess,

i'm cleaning less and less.

if these owls don't fly away soon,

my husband's sending me to the moon.

 

 

By Curry Fam Homeschoolers in CA

 

molly is the best

living in her nest

kinda going wild

with her 4 childs

 

 

By Dawn Schoonover Niemeyer

 

When we all start speaking in rhyme

I do believe it's time

We all find something else to do

Because clearly...we're ALL going coo-kooo

 

 

By 1.eyed.jack

 

Who dat peakin' from under mama,

In little white fur pajamas?

Pretty sure dem ain't no llamas,

Who dat?

Who dat?

 

Who dat gettin' big and fat?

Eatin' mice and eatin rats,

Hope dat ain't no kitty cat,

Who dat?

Who dat?

 

Who dat who be flyin' soon?

Leavin Magee and Molly room,

To be makin more o' dem babies soon,

Who dat?

Who dat?

 

No joy each day for those unless we,

See Max, Pattison, Austin, and Wesley,

It's even better than Elvis Pressley,

Dat's who.

Dat's whoooooo.

 

 

By Merritt (haiku)

 

Owlets on a nest

Made of bone, fur and feathers;

Mom sleeps on one leg!

 

 

By Lori

 

Hissing in the dark,

Four fuzzy faces, big-eyed

Looking scared as us!

 

 

By Chickadee

 

tufted white, so soft

talons piercing; run, mouse run!

clap, trap; down the hatch

 

 

By Kristi Smith

 

The day will soon come

When our owls will leave

We all will be sad

And I'm sure we will grieve

But we all will be grateful

for this wonderful site

That's been consuming our lives

Both day and night

Thank you, Carlos and Donna

For bringing us this

For when that day comes

You too (two)will be missed

 

 

Jessica Johanson Rutishauser

 

Oh, Oh... sweet Molly and McGee

how you both bring us so much glee

your babies make all our hearts smile

while we've been watching all this while

How very sad we'll be to see you all flee

We'll never forget the sweet memories we see

 

 

Melissa Wood Dasher ...a haiku

 

Molly laid six eggs

She did not know the world would

Watch their every move

 

 

By Dano

 

Barn owls are lively at night

Eating and practicing flight,

Feeding their chicks

And making new flicks

And making sure everything's right!

 

 

By Elsie from Ohio

 

there once was a barn owl named molly.

mc gee was her owl mate, by golly.

they had four owlet tots,

with eyes like big dots,

and they made us happy and jolly.

 

 

By Lynne Masland

 

Molly's a good mama we know

our love for her does certainly grow

when defend her familly she did

no chance of harm from that old crow

her owlets were screeching

and flipping their lids

but that nest those birds won't be breeching

cause Molly the owl sent them fleeing!

 

 

By dave the buzzard man

 

Carlos, Carlos you're the guy

who built an owl house in the sky

we are all punchy

and I know why

if we can't see Molly we might cry

 

 

by dave the buzzard man

 

feeding the babies

scrunching the pellets

life in the owl world

goes on in darkness

 

 

by will

 

i stare at a black screen to see me an owl

and what i discover makes me just howl

its just my reflection, oh, what a fright

i believe i've had quite enough for tonight

 

 

by dave the buzzard man

 

seeing them is fun

hearing them is imagination

more fun----more fun

choking down a mouse

bonding in the dark

more fun----more fun

 

 

By Merritt

 

There once was an owl named McGee

who wanted some rare privacy.

He hung out his boxers

to halt the door knockers

and keep us from having a look-see.

 

 

By dave the buzzard man

 

Screeches in the night

owls take flight

lifting away, carry dead prey

enough for tonight and next day

 

 

By Merritt

 

There once was an owl named McGee

Who set his owl sights on Molly

They bonded together

Like birds of a feather

And created an owlet plus three.

 

 

By Owl Totem

 

McGee and Molly sitting in a tree

B O N D I N G

First came Love

Then came 6 eggs,

4 owlets and lots of legs

 

not to mention, mice, vole, gopher

rat, rabbit and possum

 

 

By James Hill

 

Sportsmans' Paradise

crazy fun, Molly McGee

looking for a date?

 

 

By jackie theisen

 

Molly and babie's McGee too

My Heart they stole

wish i could see them

boo whoo hoo

too dark to

 

 

By will

 

There once was an owlett named Wes

the youngest of 4, got depressed

"by time the other 3 fly, mom'll be just too tired

and my meals will be left-overs, i guess"

 

 

By Storymom

 

Wings of Brown and Gold

Shield and Protect and Enfold

Four little owlets

 

 

By Christina Sigvertsen Podvin

 

Carlos gave Molly a chance.

Now she can warm herself

in her one legged stance.

She picked a house that's locale

was loaded with grocery stores.

I'm not sure she could ask for anything more!

 

 

By Noctowl

 

Move on, there's a howl of a night owl calling,

To belong, she's crying in the night;

Be strong, find the heart of a night owl falling,

Stay up till dawn, until the night is gone!

 

 

By jackie theisen

 

I zoomed in the box

added more light

can see them some

butnot as much as i thought

but that's the way it'll stay

tonight, ooohowl i long for the new dawn day

 

 

 

Posted to Facebook April 15, 2010

 

By Elsie from Ohio

 

some of us are glued to the screen.

others have started to dream.

it's owls we discovered,

dead mice in their cupboard!

come join us and see what we mean.

 

 

 

By Dr. Mom (Mollycam was down...)

 

 

Oh Molly, by golly, I miss you so much

I've spent not a day away from you and your clutch

The cam has gone down, Carlos is out on the town

Your face is not visibile, I'm feeling so down.

 

I miss your sweet babies, soon they'll be grown

They'll fledge and they'll fly, and be out on their own

You'll have a new clutch, perhaps babies times ten!

The cam will come up, and start all this AGAIN!

 

 

By Lynne Masland (Mollycam was down...)

 

My day can't start

without my dose of Molly heart

owlets too

we can't forget

they keep us from getting blue

 

 

By Elizabeth Mount Schubert (Mollycam was down...)

and the rest....

 

There once was an owlett named Wes

the youngest of 4, got depressed

"by time the other 3 fly, mom'll be just too tired

and my meals will be left-overs, i guess"

 

By Elizabeth Mount Schubert (Mollycam was down...)

A few more poems from last night:

 

watching molly

seeing only shadows

wonder what's happening

 

There once was an owl named McGee

Who set his owl sights on Molly

They bonded together

Like birds of a feather

And created an owlet plus three.

 

 

Molly and babie's McGee too

My Heart they stole

wish i could see them

boo whoo hoo

too dark to

 

 

By Lynn Masland (still no Mollycam...)

 

Carlos and Donna

celebratin' with Momma

eatin' some cake

and takin' a break

Carlos and Donna

celebratin' with Momma

 

 

By Lynne Masland (Mollycam back up!)

 

do the owlet boogie

shake your owlet bootie

feet on the ground

wings flap around

do the owlet boogie

shake your owlet bootie

 

 

Another hiaku: by Merritt

 

Oh how beautiful

Even though in black and white

Is the sight I see.

 

 

By Debi Strong (haiku)

 

Noisy little owls

I am off to bed, for now

While you eat, I sleep

 

 

 

Posted to Facebook April 16, 2010

 

By Dano

 

To owlets it's really quite nice

Their nest box is like paradice

Molly and McGee

Still feed them for free

On gophers and rabbits and mice

 

 

By Boots from Ohio

 

Rock-a-bye Molly,

In the owl box,

Owlets are sleeping,

No one will squawk.

When they all fledge,

Though lost we will be,

We know there'll be rest,

For Molly and McGee.

 

 

 

By Lynne Masland

 

Are you sleeping

Are you sleeping

Molly Owl, Molly Owl

little owlets screeching

little owlets screeching

wake up soon

wake up soon

 

 

By Kristi Smith

 

Hello little mouse

Is that you that I see

Don't mean to frighten you

My name is McGee

You shouldn't be roaming

out here all alone

There are hungry little owlets

Waiting at home

But since you are small

I'll leave you be

Just tell all the rabbits

To BEWARE of McGee!

 

 

By Kristi Smith:

 

Once upon a time

Not too far away

The world fell in love

With two birds of prey

A female named Molly

And her mate McGee

Then the expansion

~their family~

Four owlets have captured

Our lives all by storm

And a little "dud" egg

In which Molly kept warm

Soon they will fledge

And our lives must go on

But we will always remember

Their beautiful "song" (screeching)

 

 

About McGee--

By dave the buzzard man

 

He glides silently

through the darkness hunting prey

then flies swiftly home

 

 

By Merritt (Haiku)

 

Molly flies at dusk

To stretch her wings, soar and eat.

Do not blame McGee!

 

 

Posted to Facebook April 18, 2010

 

Dudley Egg-Bert McGee

By Lynne Masland

 

the owlet that wasn't to be

A look at the egg we all wanted to see

but no pipping hole would there be

Poor Molly the owl and McGee

 

 

Molly and McGee's Song (to the tune of the old jumprope song we sang as children)

By Susan Hatfield Yawn

 

Molly and McGee sitting in a tree,

H-I-S-S-I-N-G.

First comes eggs, then comes Max,

Then comes McGee with rodent snacks.

 

Next comes little Pattison, as cute as he can be,

Then comes the adorable Austin and little Wesley.

We have all enjoyed the time you've given us to share,

Thank you Carlos, and Donna too,

You are quite a very nice pair.

 

 

By Merritt (Haiku)

 

Rabbits, rats and mice.

Beef, it’s NOT what’s for dinner

On an owl menu!

 

 

Posted to Facebook April 19, 2010

 

 

By CAR (It's the first time Molly's been gone for many hours; 4/19/10)

 

Mommy went out

for a night on the town

Hunting with daddy,

flying all around.

 

We’re getting big now.

Mommy doesn’t worry.

But everyone watching

Wishes she would hurry.

 

Please don’t worry MODies,

Mommy is close by.

If we ever need her,

All we do is cry.

 

Then she and our good Daddy

Will fly back right away

With a gopher or a bunny

And a promise that they’ll stay.

 

So just enjoy our antics,

From morning until night.

Cause Carlos, Molly and McGee

All know that we’re alright!

 

 

Cheryl Greenway Owen

 

A few weeks ago I was given a link

As I clicked on it then I didn’t even think

That what I’d see would so change my life

As i started watching the antics of McGee & his wife

3 owlets they had then & 2 eggs opening soon,

I saw Wesley hatch & was over the moon!

The last egg didn’t make it, which is quite sad to see

But its got its own persona & is known as Dudley.

The 4 little owlets are now healthy & strong

& I know in a few months they will all move along

In the meantime I think about Molly & her clan

From morning till night time & watch when I can

My house is now getting a terrible mess

(ok it wasn’t that clean before – I confess!)

The dust is gathering & the dishes piled high

The laundry pile is growing & will soon reach the sky

When I’m working I think about Molly a lot

My kids & my husband think i’ve lost the plot!

But this true story i’m watching is fascinating to me

& I now have a case of Extreme MOD

I’d like to send thanks to Carlos & Donna

For allowing us to share this has been a great honour

 

 

By Roberta Jackson

 

On silent wings

In dead of night

She leaves her young

And soars in flight.

 

The current takes her

Where it will

She's mindless of

The evening's chill.

 

Breathing, stretching,

Flying free

Being what she's

Meant to be.

 

She sees a movement

In the grass

And swoops to make

A surveil pass.

 

A tiny rodent

Hovers there

And soon is

In the talons' snare.

 

She changes course

And heads for home

To feed the babes

She'd left alone.

 

Her freedom

At the moment, stalled.

Her fuzzy ones

At home have called.

 

We watch enthralled

To see The Plan

Revealed in nature,

For joy of Man.

 

 

Posted to Facebook April 21, 2010

 

By Grace from Mississippi - nine-years old:

 

The owlets, Molly and McGee,

are such a happy family,

there's no doubt Molly rocks,

in her awesome nest box.