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A little brown mouse moved into a house
To be happy was what he desired.
“I’ve everything here” Willie Mouse thought -
Some great food, some good friends and a fire.
A woman came in and she started to scream:
“There’s mouse here – I’m going to faint!”
Then poor Willie Mouse made a very quick dash,
But tripped over and fell in some paint.
He swam in the paint for a minute or two,
And came out as a white mouse instead.
The woman’s two children came into the room –
“It’s a white mouse, let’s give him some bread.”
Our white mice at school make such wonderful pets,
Of all colours the white are the best.
Let’s buy him a cage and some lovely mouse toys,
Some food and some straw for his nest.
“Well it’s all very strange” declared Willie mouse,
“I’m loved now and I’m not driven away”
A white pot of paint equals people love me –
It means: “Mouse you are welcome to stay!”
Copyright 2006