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Mouse, Owl, and Wolf

I must’ve been twelve or thirteen when I wrote this. Judging by the handwriting, and not the weird stains.

The owl swoops down on its prey, His eyes make little mousie stay. A wolf lurks nearby in the wood, But not to eat Miss Riding Hood. These next bits might make one scowl, The wolf jumped out upon the owl. But not before the owl bits, As mouse goes down he squirms, he fights. Chomp, chomp, chomp, there goes owls head, Just one more bite and then he's dead. Inside the owl appears a gulf, Mouse is now inside the wolf. Wolfie thinks it's rather fun, To have two meals instead of one.

This was written by Joshua. Posted on Saturday, September 20, 2014, at 10:32 pm. Filed under Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. Follow comments here with the RSS feed. Trackbacks are closed, but you can post a comment.

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