A hoot of an owl,
From a distance, heard,
Silently, the sky darkens,
and instills energy in this bird.
It licks its lip, and looks far,
With its truly sharp eyes,
Through the dark this creature,
Searches and pries.
Its prey is small,
Yet a delicious treat,
The frightened mouse,
tries to retreat.
But ah, alas,
This mouse must meet,
its dreadful fate.
As quiet (as a mouse),
It inches away,
The owl eyed it carefully,
And the mouse began to pray.
What on earth could it do?
How could he be saved?
Safety he craved.
The mouse then gasped loudly,
For another mouse he saw,
“Someone save him!”, he whispered,
It seemed closer to the owl’s jaw.
The owl’s eyes were fixed upon both,
Who would it choose?
The other mouse should’ve run,
As he knew that it would lose.
Why not? It was plump,
That mouse had fattened up,
Though it looked younger,
And whimpered like a pup.
He felt so much pity,
For himself and the other one,
He wished so bad for,
The bright, shining sun.
Then, he had an brilliant idea,
All he needed was a genius trick!
After explaining to the other through actions,
They both fell down and played sick.
The bird looked quite surprised,
That they had fallen at the same time,
It clawed uneasily at the wall it stood on,
Spilling dust and dirt and grime.
It, of course, chose the plump one,
And when about to enjoy its food,
He scampered behind the owl,
And started shouting things very rude.
It sure enough distracted it,
And then with its eyes so red,
It came to eat the shouting mouse,
Instead of eating the one that was ‘dead’.
The other mouse repeated the charade,
And this went on for a long while,
The owl was irritated and annoyed,
And by the end it had gone senile!
The owl was so dizzy it fell,
And the mice exclaimed with delight,
What a wonderful team they made,
It was a truly marvellous sight.
However small they were,
They outsmarted the big yet gullible,
and this sort of genius was by far,
the one they found most valuable.