Joseph Charles Kennedy
Mouse - Poem by Joseph Charles Kennedy
Permit me, friends, my evening meal,
These few small crumbs of bread I steal,
I mean no harm. Remember that.
Why do you shriek and call your cat?
The Infant's mother fears no mouse
But lets me scamper round her house
Of manger hay. Beside this Child,
Let man and mouse be reconciled.
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