A Christmas Mouse
by Mary Ellen SmithA little mouse crept slowly up to the Christmas tree.
He thought that he would borrow an ornament or three.
The cat was found there snoozing, he was really quite asleep.
And so the mouse tip toed...he didn't make a peep.
He peeked from behind the davenport, he was in the clear.
The cat yawned and stretched just then; it filled him with such fear.
But soon the sleepy cat settled back into his nap
And the little mouse avoided a cat and mouse mishap.
The mouse climbed up the tree trunk, he smelled the fresh cut pine.
He broke off just a bit of branch, "This Christmas branch is mine!"
He took a golden Christmas bell and tied it like a hat
Then scurried down the Christmas tree and past the sleeping cat.
He set the branch into a spool and it became his tree.
Decked his halls with the golden bell; it filled his heart with glee.
Then bravely cross the room again to fetch a candy cane
He hurried to the lit up tree into the cat's domain.
There on the highest branch he spied a red and white striped glint.
Happily he grabbed a hold of the yummy peppermint.
But just then he lost his balance and he fell head over heels
Tumbling thru tinsel and lights, crying out in mousey squeals.
The cat woke up and looked about, he looked around the house.
He looked beside the Christmas tree but didn't see the mouse.
It took just a few minutes for the cat to nestle in
And the mouse took up his candy and snuck past him with a grin.
He couldn't have predicted, there was nothing to foresee
How could the mouse have known he was allergic to the tree?
Half way across the room the mouse could feel a little tease
Just the very beginning of a little mousey sneeze.
Ah ah ah...the mouse stood still there clutching his candy cane.
Ah ah ah...to sneeze a sneeze right now would just be so insane!
Ah ah ah...he couldn't help it...Ah ah ah ah ah ah chooooo!
And with that, the cat woke up and said, "Merry Christmas! God bless you!"
12/03/2004