Out of sight
I'm always creeping,
Sleeping, weeping, leaping, peeping.
Hiding in my hidey-hole,
Too afraid to take a stroll.
Out there, I know, the cat awaits,
And so my tiny body shakes.
If he sees me, I must flee,
Taking care, I'm watching, see?
If you've met me, you should know,
That I am MIGHTIER than a .... crow.
Watch out , for now,
I know your name,
So now, you know, this mouse ain't tame!
So run away quick, and lock your house,
Cos I am coming, the great MIGHTY MOUSE!
Aoife Ní Ghrádaigh