I saw a mouse, an itty-bitty mouse, Running all around, in and out my house. I said “Hey! Get out of here!” He turned and looked, wiggling an ear. Now that upset me so much, I chased him with a broom. He said, “Hey, what’s all the fuss? You have plenty of room. |
I could have my own space, and not even bother you. So take that frown off your face, you’re starting to turn blue. I don’t eat so very much, I am neat and clean. Many things I don’t touch, please don’t be so mean. I eat crumbs off of the floor I thought you left for me. I often wish that there were more, I look but cannot see. Sometimes I go to sleep at night, hungry as can be And Wake up when the sun is bright and look for food for me. If I leave here, I know I’ll die.” Suddenly there was a tear falling from his eye. I said, “Don’t do that, I won’t harm you in any way.” I gave him a gentle pat and said that he could stay. I had to keep him safe from harm, so I built him a tiny house. It worked like a charm, now he runs in and out his own itty-bitty house. We talked and soon we made a pact and became great friends. And as a matter of fact, we’ll live together till the end. |