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The clay mouse .

Did you know every house needs a. Mouse ?

One day a fine lady with mousy hair and dressed in white ,

With little pink shoes ,

and pritty pink gloves ,

knocked on my door ,

" Would you care for a mouse for you'r beautiful house " ?

with a grin and a smile and a sniff of the air .

" For all the mice will run away when they see this one in marble and clay "

How sweet thought I " For two shillings " said I to keep every mouse

from field and door won't bother me no more " .

as she left a wild flurry of sleet was cast. ,

who would scamper away to the field and the grass ,

a cold wind blew .

An orange the pritty girls sold not for a penny .

To pest houses for the dying a watchman for many ,

a mother held her child for pestelance did wake .

 

And every mouse that scampered up drain pipes from rivers and streams ,

from underneath old floor boards and along barns and beams .

For miles and miles like a pied piper they ran ,

to see the mouse above fire place lifted on high .

Riding high and mighty this pale horse rode ,

to no houses with a mouse did he find his abode .

Only one day that mouse of clay did dust bin did lay ,

to every mouses. deep dismay ,

the oranges from pritty girls no one would buy ,

the sweet smell of flowers as death walked by .

The mouse lady knocked on yet another door

" you need a mouse for your beautiful house " ?

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