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The Christmas Mouse
On the night before Christmas
it was silent all over the house
No one stirred, except a mouse
He was looking for something
that somehow got lost
He looked in all the rooms
and all the corners of the house
Yet it remained missing
and the poor mouse was quite cross
He wrote a note and made a coffee
perhaps a spell would find his loss
He gathered some charms and a pot or two
and cited words of magic that he knew
He fell asleep dreaming of you
The very next day was snowing hard
But at the door was a mouse
who lost in the snow knocked at his house
He welcomed her in and made some tea
He felt so happy as he showed her his tree
And suddenly he remembered his loss
He laughed out loud and said with great humour
I suppose it dosent matter now
because magic works for those who care
and now I have a friend to share.
And tho I grieve my loss
with two to look, Iknow it will be
a matter of time before she will be with me.
