Clouse the Mouse


I am small, a mouse, a small house mouse
With the name of Clouse
I am a thinker, an intelligent one

I run around in the dark
And wear my small blue blouse
I feel small, a mouse, a small house mouse

Every day while I scurry around"
My legs wonder
when they will be able to carry me home
To my beloved mouse house

I am
So calm, relaxed but also
A tired mouse
A hungry mouse
The smallest house mouse ever
But, I am just a mouse, a small house mouse

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