Little Mother Goose

The House Mouse

(Mother, or teacher sings:)

Sometimes a child at night
  Awakes from slumber sweet,
And seems to hear the step
  Of fleeing elfin feet.

(Child sings:)

’Tis I, the merry Mouse,
The little bright-eyed Mouse
That dwells within the house!
Tis I! ’tis I! ’tis I!

(Mother sings:)

A rush as of a troop!
  A scamper in the walls!
A scurry in the floors!
  Then perfect silence falls.

(Children, pausing, sing:)

’Tis we, the merry Mice!
’Tis we, the frolic Mice
All scudding in a trice!
’Tis we! ’tis we! ’tis we!

(Mother sings:)

A merry sprite it is!
  Yet children fear the Mouse,
The Mouse that joys like them
  To dwell within the house!

(Children sing, joining hands, dancing in a round:)

We do! each merry Mouse,
Each little tricksy Mouse;
We like the cosey house,
We do! we do! we do!

And dainty is the Mouse!
  What children like, it eats!
It chooses grains and fruits,
  And has a tooth for sweets.

(Children sing, dancing in a round:)

Then do not fear the Mouse,
The dainty merry Mouse
That shares your cosey house;
O, no! no, no! no, no!