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7 LITTLE FIELD MICE WHERE ARE THEY NOW



There were 7 little field mice;
Living in the field;
One mouse cried;
It’s cold outside;
So pack of six;
Nibbled at the corner of the house;
And that is how the seven got inside;

But alas one mouse died;
Ate some great tasting D-con;
Seven went in the house,
So now there’s six;

There were 6 little field mouse;
In this nice house;
You see it’s cold outside;
Wow!! The furnace is running;
House is clean but there’s some crumbs up under;
In back of the refrigerator some bread crumbs;
And under the sink some water to drink;

Oh, Oh there’s a mouse trap
“S N A P”
There goes Fred;
Guess, He’s dead, dummy nibble on the trap
Set off the bar, down on his head
Yeah! He’s DEAD  Freddie’s dead
If there are mice in heaven in the skies;
Guess, we’ll see him later when we die;
Now there’s five

So four little mice in the house;
Benny ate a hole in the bed;
The mattress taste great;
But he got a stomach ache
He choked on cotton, that’s the end of him;
So now he to is dead leaving only three;

Three little mice in the house;
Played tagged running around zig-zag;
Came out of the wall;
And saw Paul being eaten by a big-fury cat
And now there’s only two mice left;


And to think they  were 7 little field mouse;
Snuck into the house;
Only because  it’s was  cold outside;
Also the furnace is running;
And in the nooks and cranny's plenty of food and trash to nibble on;

Well now there are only 2 mice left;
But little did they know;
They too must go;
For you see the home owner’s a MAD SCIENTIST
Alas!!!  Where the 2 LITTLE FIELD MICE WHERE ARE THEY NOW



11/7/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2018©

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