Oh lovely lion of the night, by twink'ling star and moon-ish light, can I, with many baked goods yummy, convince you not to take a bite?My twilight walk would start to rankle If I'd a big hole in my ankle. Your teeth are moonbeam-bright and shiny Please don't use 'em? I'd be thankful!Perhaps some late-night cookies, lion, could keep your empty tum from cryin'! Some evening cake or midnight shortbread will always be more satisfyin'!
