. .
I have no good words to say
Ive been lost and misused
Im as mad as a hatter
As the knife ran off with the spoon
The mouse it said they have gone to bed
To dream themselves together
And the mouse skittered under the cupboard
Some would scream but i just chuckle
For the mouse is me
And what right you see
Do i have to want him to leave.
Mar 9, 2015
Mar 9, 2015 at 3:27 PM UTC
. .
I have no good words to say
Ive been lost and misused
Im as mad as a hatter
As the knife ran off with the spoon
The mouse it said they have gone to bed
To dream themselves together
And the mouse skittered under the cupboard
Some would scream but i just chuckle
For the mouse is me
And what right you see
Do i have to want him to leave.
