tisdag 20 januari 2009

Musmys


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The small gray Mouse ran East
And the small gray Mouse ran West
And could not tell in the least
Which way was best.
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The small gray Mouse ran North
And the small gray Mouse ran South
And scurried back and forth
To escape the Kitten’s dreadful teeth-lined mouth!
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But Kitty thought it precious fun
To see the panting Mousie run,
And when it almost got away
Her furry paw upon its back would lay.



But Kitty grew too vain and sure;
She thought she had the Mouse secure;
She turned her head, she shut her eyes.
That was not wise,And ere she knew
The gray Mouse up the chimney flew,
Where dainty cats could not pursue.
So she had nothing else to do
But miew—oo—oo—!

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