Owl dance

April 27, 2024
'Would you like to dance?' asked the dishevelled little owl.
'I'm not very good,' said the first little owl.
'That's all right,' said the dishevelled little owl.
'I get a bit nervous,' said the first little owl.
'That's all right,' said the dishevelled little owl,
'I get nervous too, sometimes.'

(Pause.)

'Would you like to lead?' asked the dishevelled little owl, 
'or would you like me to?'
'I don’t think I could,' said the first little owl,
'so I’d love it, if you would.'
'I don't mind…' said the dishevelled little owl,
'I'd be pleased to.'

(Pause.)

'The ducks play beautifully,' said the dishevelled little owl,
'don't you think?'
'The bongos are brilliant,' said the first little owl.
'That trombone's terrific,' said the dishevelled little owl.
'The sax is superb,' said the first little owl.
'Salsa's my favourite,' said the dishevelled little owl.