Morgan Michaels


'Round The Corner


The mouse run 'round the corner
The mouse run 'round the corner
a mouse ran 'round the corner
an' straight off up the hall.

Pretty much dun all over
pretty much dun all over
pretty much dun all over
by the light of day, she run.

Her putty tail aflying
a putty tail aflyin'
her putty tail aflying
dividin' the hurryscurry air.

She vanish in the floor shine
he vanish in the floor shine
they vanish in the floor shine
and inta the puddle sun.

We laugh all day Black Friday
we laugh all day Black Friday
we laugh all day Black Friday
and all the long day before.

And all the day before, now
and all the day before, now
and all the day before, at how
folk flock to sale.

The mouse run 'round the corner
the mouse run 'round the corner
a mouse ran 'round the corner
and straight off down the hall.

Submitted: Saturday, November 24, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, December 26, 2012

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