love your whiskers
And round black eyes;
Your house is the prettiest
House I see.
And I think there is room
For you and me."
The mice were so pleased
That they opened the door,
And Pussy soon laid them
All dead on the floor.

"Run Mousey, Run!"

I am sitting by the fireside,
Reading, and very still,
There comes a little sharp-eyed mouse,
And run about he will.

He flies along the mantelpiece
He darts beneath the fender;
It's just as well that Jane's not here,
Or into fits he'd send her.

And now he's nibbling at some cake
She left upon the table.
He seems to think I'm somebody
To hurt a mouse unable.

Run, mousey, run! I hear the cat,
She's scratching at the door,
Once she comes in, you'll have no chance
Beneath her savage claw.

Run, mousey, run! I hear Jane's foot,
She's coming up to bed,
If puss but makes a spring at you,
Poor mousey, you'll be dead!

A Mouse Caught in a Cage

I'm only a poor little mouse, ma'am!
I live in the wall of your house, ma'am!
With a fragment of cheese, and a very few peas,
I was having a little carouse, ma'am!

No mischief at all I intend, ma'am!
I hope you will act as my friend, ma'am!
If my life you should take, many hearts it would break,
And the trouble would be without end, ma'am!

My wife lives in there in the crack, ma'am!
She's waiting foe me to come back, ma'am!
She hoped I might find a bit of rind,
Or the children their dinner will lack, ma'am!

I never was given to strife, ma'am!
(Don't look at that terrible knife, ma'am!)
The noise overhead that disturbs you in bed,
'T is the rats, I will venture my life, ma'am!

In your eyes I see mercy I'm sure, ma'am!
Oh, there's no need to open the door, ma'am!
I'll slip through the crack, and I'll never come back,
Oh I'll never come back any more, ma'am!

The Foolish Mouse

In a crack, near the cupboard,
With dainties provided,
A certain young mouse
With her mother resided;
So securely they lived,
In that snug, quiet spot,
Any mouse in the land
Might have envied their lot.

But one day the young mouse,
Which was given to roam,
Having made an excursion
Some way from her home,
On a sudden returned,
With such joy in her eyes,
That her grey, sedate parent
Expressed some surprise,

"Oh mother," said she,