By Brown
I SIT AND WATCH OTHERS SING AND DANCE, BUT I KNOW SOME DAY I HAVE MY CHANCE. I'M TODAY, IT'S TRUE, MY CHANCES BEEN FEW, BUT I'M NOT DISCOURAGED I KNOW WHAT I CAN DO.
I MAY BE A TINY AND IN A CAGE, BUT I KNOW I BELONG THE STAGE. AND DAY I WILL BE A AND THE ONE I'M WATCHING ON THE TV WILL BE ME.
NOW PEOPLE TEND TO A MOUSE WITH CONVERSATIONS, BUT I AM LIKE NO MOUSE EVER SEEN. SO IF YOU OF ME THAT WAY, THEN I SHOULD MENTION, I'M THE MOUSE AND I HAVE GOT A DREAM.
OOH!
SO OUT, WORLD, 'CAUSE HERE I COME, IF YOU WANT SPECIAL, I'M THE ONE. I MAY BE SMALL, IT BOTHER ME AT ALL, 'CAUSE I KNOW IN MY THAT SOME DAY I'LL BE TEN FEET TALL.
NOBODY THIS MOUSE SINGING IN THE NIGHT AS HE DREAMED OF THE FAMOUS LIFE ON THE TELEVISION.
CAME.
ON CHRISTMAS MORNING THE BOY RAN IN, CHEWING A PIE. "HERE YOU ARE, MISTER SCOUSE, IT'S A CHRISTMAS PRESENT FOR YOU." IT WAS A ROPE LADDER. "SEE IF YOU CAN RUN UP THAT!" THE BOY HIS BACK. THE BOY HAD LEFT THE DOOR OPEN! SEES THE ROPE LADDER AND SWUNG LIKE TARZAN OUT INTO SPACE. "HEY! BACK!" WAS A TINY HOLE IN THE WALL, SCOUSE DISAPPEARED. THROUGH THE MOUSEHOLE HE COULD SEE HIS BELOVED TELLY. HE FELT SOMETHING, LOOKED, A BROWN MOUSE WAS STARING AT HIM. "HELLO, WHITIE!" SAID THE MOUSE. IN ANIMO, OF COURSE. "WHAT? WHO'S WHO ARE YOU?" "I'M A MOUSE. I LIVE HERE. I WAS WATCHING YOU DOING ALL FUNNY NOISES." "THAT'S SPEAKING! THAT'S ENGLISH! I LEARNT IT THE TELLY. I COULD TEACH YOU ENGLISH. OH, SORRY, I FORGOT, I LEAVE TONIGHT." "WHERE YOU GOING?" "INTO THE WORLD! THE WORLD NEEDS ME! WHY YOU JOIN ME, WE COULD BE A GROUP?" "I'LL THINK IT." "WHAT'S NAME?" "BONCE, I'VE GOT A BIG HEAD. MY FATHER CALLED ME THAT. HE WAS A LONDON MOUSE."
ALL THAT DAY, SCOUSE AND BONCE WATCHED THROUGH THEIR , PEOPLE LAUGHED AND CHILDREN PLAYED. THE SMELL OF THE CHRISTMAS DINNER. THE MICE WERE VERY HUNGRY. THE JOLLIES ON THE TELEVISION, BONCE AND SCOUSE WATCHED.