Pretty Mouse

PRETTY mouse, I like to see

Your sparkling eyes look up at me!

Did you leave your home so snug

That I might see you on the rug?

I almost think you came to play

Because I'm not quite well to-day;

You cannot speak,--I'm sure it's true,

And it was very kind of you.

You need not start so, silly mouse,

There's not a cat in all the house!

Besides, you see, I've shut the door,

So you can run all round the floor.

Come hither, and a morsel take

Of this most delicious cake.

You won't--what do you mean to say,

Twisting your nose in that queer way?