I’am a little mouse,
I run around Mikes house.
I know it really belongs to me,
cause I don’t need a key.
I found a hole in a rusty old pipe.
Crawled in and took a flight.
Soared through the air-
A cat, a dog standing there? ? OOOPS? ? ? ? ?
I landed in a box of clothes soft and fluffy white
Now I have to dig down deep and stay far out of sight
Who let that cat and dog in anyway
I’ll bet it was- MEAN- OLD-MIKE
What a charming poem! This belongs in a child's storybook. As always, Sandra
This is so cute and funny Melvina, those little mice always find a way in! Hugs, Diane
A clever, funny, makes one laugh out loud poem...If I found a mouse, I'd be heard screaming thousands of miles and oceans away.....This is just cute to boot......marci.xo
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Mel, this is a real little charmer. Wonderful children's tale. Enjoyed the read very much. Top marks and thanks for sharing it my friend. David