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'!