Little Mouse

In the midst of night,
When silence creeps in,
Here comes a little mouse,
Destined to be killed!


He looks so small.
Tiny as a mole,
Still crooked as a wolf,
Scaring poor mommy...

Hey little moussie,
Why aim for my house??
Though having many options...
I wanna an answer.

Many houses did I visit,
My next turn is this house,
And I'm going to be here,
Till I aim for the next one :)

Oh how rude an answer is that,
Oh little little moussie!
U better get away,
Or you'll be dead by our maids hands...

Little moussie runs away,
Scared of my words,
Or for the fear of his life,
He disappeared for my relief :)