I’am a little mouse,
I run around Mikes house.
I know it really belongs to me,
cause I don’t need a key.
I found a hole in a rusty old pipe.
Crawled in and took a flight.
Soared through the air-
A cat, a dog standing there? ? OOOPS? ? ? ? ?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem