Night Whispers and Shadow Giggles

Did you ever hear the tree's midnight confession? "I'm just here for the applause," it leaves.
And the owl? An opera tenor trapped in a feathery disguise, his aria echoing off the moon.
Remember: Secrets live in laughter, but they never pay rent.

Once, a squirrel tried stand-up comedy. Nuts, they said, you're barking up the wrong tree!
If you listen close, the wind carries tales of treetops that moonbathe and limelight dreams.
Here's a tip: Avoid trees with overly ambitious branches.