A MOUSE IN THE HOUSE
If I could live a fantasy
I’d be a little mouse.
I’d wait until the lights were out
And scurry ‘round your house.
I’d promise not to chew your things
For I would aim to please,
So perhaps you’d make a pet of me
And feed me cake and cheese.
But you wouldn’t see me often,
For I avoid the light,
So I’d play and eat and scamper
While you’re asleep at night.
Yet, when you wish to play with me,
You’d call me by my name,
And I would hurry to your hand,
For I would be quite tame.
I’d be as neat as I could be,
And clean my crumbs away.
I’d really be the nicest pet,
If you would let me stay.
9/2/93 Phyllis DeWitt-VanVleck
9’th … N F S P S – 2000
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