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November 8, 2013

 

 

A little mouse, by my door came creeping,

at dead of night, when he thought me sleeping.

But cramp had struck,¬†and sent me¬†leaping –

my scream of pain, sending him away weeping,

as no supper date, he would now be keeping.

 

 

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