The Little Mouse
I have seen you, little mouse,Running all about the house,Through the hole your little eyeIn the wainscot peeping sly,Hoping soon some crumbs to steal,To make quite a hearty meal.Look before you venture out,See if pussy is about.If she's gone, you'll quickly runTo the larder for some fun;Round about the dishes creep,Taking into each a peep,To choose the daintiest that's there,Spoiling things you do not care.