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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