Why You Mouse
Oh my goodness!
Are you really a mouse?
So why don’t you explore
My house
Where are your four feet?
To run fast through street
You don’t even take a stride
Only keep on sitting
By my computer’s side
How strange!
You don’t have any hole
And don’t hide away
To see a cat’s goal
You neither cut my clothes
Nor break any bowl
How simple your life is!
For you never cause
During silent night’s bliss
How can I say?
You a mouse anyway
But wait
Let me think and say
You cut a lot
In a document’s plot
You have a tail so long
That enters into
A hole called slot
Although your role
Have changed over all
For you are in a modern age
Of computer’s craze
You can enter
Anywhere in a computer
You can cut you can role
You can hide without a hole
You can run you can pause
This why
You are a mouse
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