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      The Owl and the Mouse Meet Stinky
      Snake
      
      
      by
      
      
      Jack Mann 
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      A children’s poem
      
      
      
                  The Owl and the mouse had been friends for days
                     Ever since the mouse saved the Owl in a daze
      
              So the Owl took care of the mouse like it was his brother
                 They were very close friends and there was no other
      
                     Then one day while they were napping within
      The old red barn that was covered with tin.
      
                   They had a new visitor, which was up to no good
           He came slithering under the door that was made of old wood.
      
                            Stinky Snake was long and round
                 And would eat anything he could find on the ground
      
                      The first thing he saw was the mouse asleep
                         And up to the mouse he began to creep
      
                              Just about then the Owl awoke
                      And saw the predicament his friend invoked
      
                          Up like a flash and down with a dash
                      He hit Stinky Snake and they began to clash
      
                            It didn’t take long before all knew
                           That the Owl knew just what to do
      
                          Now Stinky Snake took off in a hurry
                       And under the door he went with a scurry
      
                      He didn’t know the mouse with a small face
                       Had such a big friend in a very high place
      
               Now what would have happened to the mouse that day
                       If the Owl hadn’t been in the barn to stay?
      
              That just goes to show, with your enemy’s make amends
            Because in this Old World you can’t have too many friends.
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
      
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