The Mice
The little mice stay in their holesAnd hide themselves by day;But when the house is still at nightThey all come out to play.They climb upon the pantry shelf,And taste of all they please;They drink the milk that’s set for cream,And nibble bread and cheese.
The little mice stay in their holesAnd hide themselves by day;But when the house is still at nightThey all come out to play.They climb upon the pantry shelf,And taste of all they please;They drink the milk that’s set for cream,And nibble bread and cheese.
The little mice stay in their holesAnd hide themselves by day;But when the house is still at nightThey all come out to play.They climb upon the pantry shelf,And taste of all they please;They drink the milk that’s set for cream,And nibble bread and cheese.
The little mice stay in their holes
And hide themselves by day;
But when the house is still at night
They all come out to play.
They climb upon the pantry shelf,
And taste of all they please;
They drink the milk that’s set for cream,
And nibble bread and cheese.