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Donall Dempsey
Poems
Jul 3
COMES A MOUSEY
COMES A MOUSEY
"Comes a headache you can lose it in a day,
Comes a toothache see the dentist right away;
Comes love nothing can be done! "
she wiggles her fingers
she wiggles her toes
tries to mouth the words
she gurgles in her cot
waves her head about
hits her mobile toys
I sing her old jazz
standards from the first
day of her life
from tiny tot
to the toddler
of now
she can join in
and sing
with relish and delight
and demand of Daddy
"Sing me mousey
Sing me mousey!"
"Comes the measles, you can quarantine a room
Comes a mousey, you can chase it with a broom
Comes love, nothing can be done!"
Comes love, nothing can be done
Comes love...nothing can be done
Comes love . . .nothing. . .can be. . . done
Written by
Donall Dempsey
Guildford
(Guildford)
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