Mouse’s House
written by: Nina Taylor
Little brown mouse put his bag on the floor
And crept over softly to open the door
The night it was dark and the stars were a twinkling
And where he was going brown mouse had an inkling
The cat was curled up in his snug little bed
But on hearing the noise he lifted his head
“Where are you going to little brown mouse?”
“I’m going to find me a new little house”
“But where will you go?” said the cat feeling sad
As he knew without mouse things would be terribly bad
“I once heard a tale that the moon’s made of cheese
So that’s where I’m going, cat, if you please”
By then dog had heard the noise and chatter
And came to the kitchen to see what was the matter
He saw mouse’s bag and looked at the cat
Who was now sitting next to mouse on the mat.
“Where are you going to little brown mouse?”
“To the moon to find me a new little house
I once heard a tale that the moon’s made of cheese
So that’s where I’m going, dog, if you please”
“But how will you get there, it’s such a long way?”
“I’m sure owl will take me. We’ll be there in a day”
The cat and the dog didn’t want him to go
“But owl might eat you, don’t you know?”
The mouse looked outside as night turned to day
“Then maybe I’ll just find another way”
By now the old lady had heard all the din
And in slippers and housecoat came bustling in
She saw dog and cat looking so very vexed
And mouse by the door, so was somewhat perplexed
“Where are you going to little brown mouse?”
“To the moon to find me a new little house
I once heard a tale that the moon’s made of cheese
So that’s where I’m going to, ma’am if you please”
“Oh little brown mouse, don’t you know it’s not true?
The moon isn’t Cheddar or Edam or blue
It’s just a story that someone once told
A long time ago in the days of old
So come everyone to the table with me
And I’ll make us all a nice cup of tea”.
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