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Night owl

 
 As the moon sang a lullaby
to a distant star
The creatures below to sleep did sink
Except for the owl,  who didn't sleep a wink

 " What time do you  have" asked the owl 
" It's a  quarter to nine"
Said the  tree with a scowl
" Thanks, I am going on  my hunting spree"  the owl replied
As he flew off into the night

  "Oh my,  I'm running late"  
exclaimed  the field mouse
As he looked  at his watch
while hurrying  to  get to his house
It was then that the owl made his catch
as with his talons, the mouse he did snatch


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  1. Date: 12/12/2012 6:36:00 PM

    ah, that poor little mouse!!! You had fun with this poem!!

    May Avatar Joseph May Date: 12/12/2012 9:21:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    yes I did...yours was very nice too....