Owl
Carved face, Aurelian rimmed.
Two marbled eyes set deep and close.
Beak tucked in tight.
Speckled predominate chest.
Sleek wings stowed away.
Quick click
A swivel of the strong face,
and a swoop of the magnificent wings.
It saw the lens, and the pupil of the machine
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