Parakeet Treat

There once was a parakeet, all by himself.
Although he could fly, he couldn't push the treats off the shelf.
And so one day the parakeet flew out of his house, to find someone strong enough to help.
The first creature he met was a little wolf whelp.
The little wolf greeted the parakeet with a grin, "We were about to have lunch, do you want to come in?"
The parakeet agreed, for his stomach did ache.
So the wolf whelp led him into the den, where his mother did wait.
"My, what a sweet little bird!" The mother wolf growled in delight.
And before the parakeet could blink, he went out like a light.
Although he was small, the wolves enjoyed the rare treat.
For parakeets rarely venture to places where a wolf they could happen to meet.