Although I am a mouse, it’s true –
I don’t want bread and cheese.
I don’t run and hide as other mice
But can go freely as I please.
You’ll find me on the table top,
And with my master I will stay.
And I know he’d be quite sorry
If he found that I had strayed.
Although I am a mouse, it’s true
I’m not locked in a cage.
When people see me in their homes
They don’t get in a rage.
No-one screams, no-one shouts
And one thing which I like best –
I’m never chased by horrid cats
For I’m not furry like the rest.
Although I am a mouse, it’s true
I’m with my master all day long.
I don’t have feet but a little ball
And a hand guides me along.
Although I am a mouse, it’s true
I’m a very special buddy.
I’m just his little servant mouse
And you’ll find me in his study.
I think by now you’ll surely know
What part I have to play –
For I sit quietly by his computer
And that’s exactly where I’ll stay!
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