Victor Vasson & Mr. Glee

There once was a birdy He was very teeny weeny. There was also an owl And he was a meany. The birdy's name was Mr. Glee. And he was cute spelled C-U-T-E. The owl's name was Victor Vasson. He had as much charm as a paid assassin. Victor Vasson was soaring in the sky. Below him was Glee. And he soon would die! Victor Vasson was flying around. Swiftly and surely, yet he didn't make a sound. He spotted Mr. Glee who was flying below. One boney dinner for free, to go. Victor did some dives and dips. Glee will soon have had his chips. Glee just yelled, "Mind your own biz!" (He didn't know what an owl is.) "I'll eat you, so you better flee! Now are you afraid of me?" "You bet your beak!" said Mr. Glee. He flew away fast- smack dab into a tree. "Oh cool! This is my lucky day! 'Cause I've got Mr. Glee puree!" He tried to make the mish mash last- But still he ate it really fast. Mr. Glee died a horrible death- 'Cause Victor Vasson had bad breath.