There was a stirring in the bushes, a whisper in the air -
The birds, the mice and rabbits had something to prepare.
“Mother's day is quickly coming. What nice thing can we do?”
They sat around and thought a lot, but didn't have a clue.
The little mice said quietly: “We've thought of something nice.
Let's steal some cheese for Mummy – it's just the thing for little mice.”
“Cheese?” exclaimed their playmates, “Our Mums would not like that”.
“And the kitchen's closely guarded. Remember Tom the cat?”
“Our Mums would like some lettuce” said the rabbits, with a grin -
If the garden gate's left open, it would be easy to get in.”
“Did you forget about their dog? He'll soon chase you away.”
“Oh dear, now we remember” said the rabbits in dismay.
The subject had been thought about, especially by the birds.
But they were very careful when it came to saying words.
They sat up in the branches, and from the trees above
Said: “What every mother really wants is lots and lots of love.”
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