" Just So Silly "
The owl did run from heat of sun,
On that coldest winter day.
Sure to find in its mind,
a newer way to play.
Stopping by gray squirrel's tree,
to see what could would be.
Found instead that fox in bed,
with towel a'wrap upon its head.
Now that crow did glow with blackened heart,
O'er the start of this day's fun.
For from his cabinet he'd brung that booze,
which the fox did verily choose.
Now that chipmunk thunk from below tree trunk,
All this was just so silly.
As red cardinal came to ask the same,
Wearin' his frock so frilly.
They passed along that bottle strong,
from which then they all so sipped.
Until the moon from raven's croon,
had slowly below hill dipped.