Saturday, 9 September 2017

Little brown mouse



I am the mouse 
In the deep dark wood 
Little brown mouse 
Not afraid not at all 

Where am I going 
Who shall I meet 
There's sunbeams and bluebells 
But what shall I eat 

My whiskers are twitchy
My ears big and pinky 
My tail is so dandy 
Eyes black and inky 

I am the mouse 
See how I stroll 
Through the deep dark wood 
Little brown mouse 
Not afraid not at all 

I am the mouse 
In the deep dark wood 
Little brown mouse 
Not afraid not at all.


09/09/17


















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