Poor Mousey, When She Saw The Knife
Poor Mousey, when she saw the knife,
At once expressed her fear,
By squeaking out with all her might,
Which every one could hear.
Then John, as he the turret viewed,
With consternation cried,
"There's something, I am sure, alive,
And moving, too, inside."
All now were hushed, and knew not what
All this could be about;
While Mouse, in fright, forgot her tail,
Which at the top popped out.
"Why, here's some trick," the lady cried,
"I'll knock the turret down."
Mousey, in terror, gave a leap,
And ran along her gown.