My owl poem

Today I made a short poem about an owl with a sparkling coat who won every game:

Once lived a small proud owl

He won every fair game with a howl

He had a bright coat that would glimmer

In the dark eyes of the hedge trimmer

Who would announce with a shout,

You won, owl!

Limericks

I have been creating a book about limericks, and this is my favourite one so far:

A fellow jumped off a high wall,

And had a most terrible fall. 

He went back to bed, 

With a bump on his head, 

That's why you don't jump off a wall.