Obscurity in Poetry

[abu nuwas]

Dawn was worth crowing about, but owls screech or hoot, I believe.

Owl, sans trousers, watching Dawn's hooters.

There are no laws, only consequences -- and the consequence of doing something contrary to the status quo in poetry is just as likely to be revolutionary as revolting.

Aha!
Straight from the Secret Writings of the Rabbins!
I got it....DOT! A simple acrostic;
Never could get 'cocks crowing' but 'crows cawing'; and
I had to learn the word for screech-owl in Latin.
Now what use is that? And no owl does either
Ever.