Don't be fooled by the place it is sent to be
This is no poem no somg nothing to dance to
This is a hope that someone may read and reply
Their thoughts on this thought of mine

Perhaps I should tell a story through sonnet
Of a man of youth battling love and lust
Of sorrow and joy
A man who is flippant, almost overly so
But is serious about matters of the heart
A journey nonetheless
Where he travels many worlds yet goes nowhere
A story of me and how my life has been
With a touch of hyperbolic flamboyance
Would you sit down and read and maybe enjoy
Said work assuming it has been well developed
Amd lacks the typos this probably has?

there was a little mouse from nashville tennesee
he loved country music a star he longed to be
bought a new guitar that he learned to play
singing country songs as he strummed away.

folks they gathered round as he began to sing
joy to all the folks the little mouse would bring
he wore a cowboy hat and a waist coat to
dressed just like a cowboy like country singers do.

there was a competition so mouse he had a go
sang a country somg that everyone would know
people starting clapping and dancing to his song
they were very happy as they danced along

mouse he won the contest now a star was he
now a coutry star just like he longed to be
a country singing mouse.  from nashville tennesee