If you were an owl, And I were an owl, And this were a tree, And the moon came out, I know what we’d do. We would stand, we two, On a bough of the tree; You’d wink at me, And I’d wink at you; That’s what we’d do, Beyond a doubt. I’d give you a rose For your lovely nose, And you’d look at me Without turning about. I know what we’d do (That is, I and you); Why, you’d sing to me, And I’d sing to you; That’s what we’d do, When the moon came out.

Mary Mapes Dodge

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