Pocket Mouse
Pocket book and pocket mouse
I wonder if I see a louse
In you and your eye.
I will be whended and where’d if I
Ever survive this wending and whereal
And that shall make the whender the one who is
A part of the story now.
I wonder if it is sendure
To be one who is the ten-most.
I want to be it but then they all
Say it is so.
Bye!
