The Lion and the Mouse

Mousey was playful, a trickster indeed, A loveable guy who others he would tease. Having fun was this creature’s game, Enjoying a big laugh was his claim. He would hide behind trees and say “Boo,” And laugh ‘til he cried saying, I scared you. He could tell the same jokes in different ways, His friends were amused and often amazed. One day Mousey, who was a little thing, Decided to have fun with the king. Who is this king? Of what? Tell me so. It is Lion, king of the animals, now you know. yes, Mr. Lion, they call him by name, You can recognize this feline by his thick mane. A stately being, majestic and grand, He looks like the king of animal land. He sleeps quite a bit with a quiet snore, His friends stop and listen when they hear his roar. A roar so fierce it will astound, Everyone disappears; they’re nowhere to be found. 3 Now on this day, about a quarter before two, Lion was napping as cats often do. Mousey spied Lion and thought, I’ll have some fun, I’ll tickle the big guy and away I’ll run. He made a plan from…