The Story of the Mouse and Grouse

Once there was a grouse,
  Who liked to eat mice.
So he went in search of a mouse,
  For he thought they would taste nice.

Then later that night,
  After searching all day,
That grouse found a mouse to bite,
  Lying in some hay.

And so the grouse,
  With it's very sharp beak,
Scooped up the mouse,
  So fast that it couldn't even speak.

Then the grouse found a branch with room abunch,
  On which he could perch,
And swallowed the mouse without the slightest hunch,
  That it wouldn't taste so good...and with a blurch.

Out came the mouse with a bump,
  And down went the grouse from his perch,
The mouse landed on a lump,
  On a branch of the birch.

However the grouse was not so lucky,
  He thought about his life as he fell through the air.
And that grouse landed on a poor ducky,
  Not just one but a pair.

Needless to say this didn't go to well,
  The mouse was eaten and then spit out,
The grouse ate the mouse, didn't think it was swell,
  And the poor duckies were squashed, boy did they shout!

As you might have guessed there was a lesson,
  The grouse flies no more,
Instead it eats worms in Gesson,
  And the mouse always remembers (when lying in some hay), to close the door.

THE END