Sense Sonnet - Tickler

Owlet it out in Song - LP Zoo

A young snowy owlet, "owl" let
Out all of my feelings in song.
A young Pavarotti, I'm set
For the concert where I belong.
I'm practicing my pitch and tone
To get my voice in the right range,
Ready to sing when I am grown
For stage and screen - not "owl" that strange.
And my feathers will turn all white,
Ready tuxedo, so to speak.
Ah yes, my future looks so bright,
Compared to owls who only squeak.

Singing career - I'm in pursuit.
For "owl"pera, I give a hoot.