Once there was a thousand year old owl and he only talked in rhyme. His name was Bob and his favorite things were - brown, towns, and meows. Bob’s favorite thing to do after lunch was to go to Lunch Munch Tunch Park. Bob’s favorite food was refried mice. How he lived to be a thousand was that he took a thousand, mousand, magic pills, and from drinking mouse liver juice. One day he was walking through Wicker Forest. He came across an ice cream truck. Bob said to himself, “It would be my dream to have some ice cream.” So he walked over and said, “May I, tay I, have some, mav tum, mice cream, ice cream?” “What?” said the ice cream man. “Never wever mind,” said Bob. He walked home very slowly, opened his door.......
laid down on his rhyme time bed, and laid there for 2 million years more, and died at 2,001,000 years old!