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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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