S,L,M
Squeak little Mouse.
I was out in the garden mowing the lawn
when I suddenly heard a squeak.
Well goodness me, what could that be?
What is it that I seek?
I'm just a little mouse and I didn't mean to wail
but when you came to mow your lawn
you kind of mowed my tail.
Oh little mouse I'm sorry is there anything I can do
to mend you're tail so you don't wail
I'll take good care of you.
Well thanks but I don't need that I'll just be on my way.
Besides I've seen your cat
he'll kill me if I stay.
Copyright © Patricia Lawton | Year Posted 2016
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