Little Mouse Poem by nicholas boateng
Little Mouse
At midnight in my rest
I feel life move on my legs
I thought it a dream
Yet again in the same place moved
The friendly wall gecko presumed
And again went I dreaming
Three days by went
And of the stranger not'n learnt
The tuber and fruits it did consume
And now I killed it
With the deadly fish that dries
Tears fill my eyes
Now do I miss it
Yet do not want it back
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