Five little owls

Five little owls in an old elm-tree, Fluffy and puffy as owls could be, Blinking and winking with big round eyes At the big round moon that hung in the skies: As I passed beneath, I could hear one say, “There’ll be mouse for supper, there will, today!” Then all of them hooted, “Tu-whit! Tu-whoo! Yes, mouse for supper, Hoo hoo! Hoo hoo!”