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!'