Hunting Like An Owl
Hurry scurry little mouse, a flying cat takes flight.
Make no noise, burrow fast, and don’t be caught at night.
Run much faster, show him who's master, quick to your little home.
Check both ways, no time to pray, don't be like Al Capone.
Silent wings and talons poised you reach and scoop up dinner.
Then off to the nest, you’ve done your best, that’s why you’re called the winner..
One more kill, and they’ve had their fill, against dawns early light.
You turn your head, no remorse for the dead, another one's in your sight.
Owlets hungry, mouths wide open, your task is never done.
So open your wings, and do it again, it’s almost time for sun.
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