Look out! It’s the Owl!

On went the mouse through the deep dark wood.
an owl saw the mouse and the mouse looked good.

“Where are you going to, little brown mouse?
Join me for tea in my treetop house”
“It’s frightfully nice of you, Owl, but no
- I’m going to have tea with the gruffalo.”
“A gruffalo? What’s a gruffalo?”

“A gruffalo! Why, didn’t you know?”
“He has knobbly knees, and turned out toes,
and a poisonous wart at the end of his nose.”

“Where are you meeting him?”
“Here, by this stream... and his favorite food is owl ice cream.”

“Owl ice cream! Too-Whit! Too-Whoo!”
“Good-bye, little mouse,” and away Owl flew.
“Silly old Owl! Doesn’t he know? There’s no such thing as a gruffalo!”