The Mouse That Ran Up the Clock

Tick tock tick tock
There was a mouse that lived deep inside the clock 
Every second has a sound 
He watches the big hand go round and round
On the hour it would chime
Just counting seconds and keeping time
The mouse wanted to come out and play
But the numbers five and six would get in his way
He got scared when heard the swinging of the kitchen door
His tail got caught on the number four
The strong aroma of cheese made him hungry as can be
It seem as though that he was stuck at three
Exhausted, stuck, and starving oh what to do
It took that mouse about an hour to get two
After a quick nap he jumped from two to one
He tried to jump to twelve, he fell and hit the trap….now he’s done
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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