Monday, January 4, 2021

Mouse: Poem by Arjun

 

There is a mouse in our house

It likes to play with clay.

It jumps on a pump;

It cries until it can try.

 

There is a mouse in our house

It lays on the money we pay.

It eats from the oven we heat.

It gives rice to its mice.

 

There is a mouse in our house

It winks when it drinks.

It eats a bun under the sun.

It tries to throw our phones like stones

 

It hates my mates

 And loves our house

There is a mouse in our house.