I pick a spot, it's just right
for me to hide out of sight
One, Two, Three I hear you call
I press in closer to the wall
Four, Five,Six are next in cue
If I'm caught what will you do?
Seven, and eight are next in line
I hold my breath at number nine
10! you shout with eager zest
My heart is thumping in my chest
"Ready or not here I come!"
Now it's time to start the fun

Off you go to search me out
Self assured there's no doubt
I wait for you to make some space
So that I can get to base
But instead I follow you
Creeping, sneaking out of view
A quiet game of cat and mouse
In the yard and through the house
As time goes by you are perplexed
Then you shout this out next
"All ye out, in come free!"
Then turn around and there I be