There's a little mouse in the house
At the wild and wooly hill upon the scape;
There's a tiny bird flying round
As I sleep...and wake...sleep...and wake;
There's a mellow sound from the dale
As I snore as i swoop fish from the pail;
There's a mouse in the house
At the wild and wooly hill upon the scape
3/13/2012
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem