By Brown
I SIT AND WHILE OTHERS SING AND DANCE, BUT I KNOW DAY I WILL HAVE MY CHANCE. I'M DOWN TODAY, TRUE, MY CHANCES HAVE FEW, BUT I'M NOT 'CAUSE I KNOW WHAT I CAN DO.
I MAY BE A MOUSE AND IN A CAGE, BUT I I BELONG UPON THE STAGE. AND DAY I WILL BE A AND THE ONE I'M WATCHING ON THE TV WILL BE ME.
NOW TEND TO TREAT A MOUSE SIMPLE CONVERSATIONS, BUT I AM NO MOUSE YOU'VE EVER SEEN. SO IF YOU OF ME THAT WAY, MAYBE I SHOULD MENTION, I'M THE MOUSE AND I HAVE GOT A DREAM.
OOH!
SO LOOK OUT, WORLD, 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 HEARD THIS MOUSE IN THE NIGHT AS HE DREAMED OF THE FAMOUS LIFE ON THE TELEVISION.
CAME.
ON CHRISTMAS MORNING THE BOY RAN IN, A MINTS 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! SCOUSE SEES THE LADDER AND SWUNG LIKE TARZAN OUT INTO SPACE. "HEY! BACK!" THERE WAS A 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!" THE BROWN 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 FROM THE TELLY. I COULD YOU ENGLISH. OH, SORRY, I FORGOT, I LEAVE TONIGHT." "WHERE YOU GOING?" "INTO THE WORLD! THE WORLD ME! WHY DON'T YOU JOIN ME, WE COULD BE A GROUP?" "I'LL THINK IT." "WHAT'S NAME?" "BONCE, BECAUSE I'VE GOT A BIG HEAD. MY CALLED ME THAT. HE WAS A LONDON MOUSE."
ALL THAT DAY, SCOUSE AND WATCHED THROUGH THEIR PEEPHOLE , PEOPLE LAUGHED AND CHILDREN PLAYED. THE SMELL OF THE CHRISTMAS DINNER. THE MICE WERE VERY HUNGRY. THE WERE ON THE TELEVISION, BONCE AND SCOUSE WATCHED.