The flustered philosopher

Why am I so wise?

All I can do is ask questions

Not just any question but

Who?

Sitting all alone my the days grow blue

And all I have to say is

Who?

Flying by night sure gives my feathers a fright

As we all know I really hate the light

Or do I?

Don’t bother me when I sleep

Don’t make a peep

Who?

You that who

Even in the snow I’m seen if you look close enough

You might see my feathers fluff

Be so close they are so tough

But don’t come to close before you rebuff

Who?

Is all I can say?

Sleeping during the day

Up all night

So if you think you’re up alone think again

Who knows you might see me

That who