THE MOUSE

New Zealand Tablet, 16 January 1913, Page 61

THE MOUSE

I’m only a poor little mouse, ma’am ! I live in the wall of your house, ma’am! With a fragment of cheese and a very few peas I was having a little carouse, ma’am ! No mischief at all I intend, ma’am ! . > I hope you will act as my friend, ma’am ! If my life you should take, many hearts would it break, And the trouble would be without end, ma’am ! My wife lives in there in the crack, ma’am ! She’s waiting for me to come back, ma’am f She hoped 1 might find a bit of a rind, For the children their dinner do lack, ma’am ! ’Tis hard living there in the wall, ma’am ! For plaster and mortar will pall, ma’am, On the minds of the young, and when specially hung Ry, upon their poor father they’ll fall, ma’am ! In your eyes I see mercy I’m sure, ma’am Oh, there’s no need to open the door, ma’am ! I’ll slip through the crack, and I’ll never come back, Oh, I’ll never come back any more, ma’am !