There was a howling in the air;
The whistling wind through the trees
Was like a lullaby all around
With the bright moon in the distance
His big eyes open wide
And breaths were big and loud
Ready to hunt in the night
For the wolf smelled something
It was a mouse in the distance
He scurried along on his way
When he came upon the beast
Very scared it squeaked
He chased the mouse to and fro
And the mouse was no more