We've Got The County Covered
We've Got The County Covered
Pitter-Patter
By: Mary McKenzie
Pitter-patter mousey feet,
running through the halls,
where I cannot see them
in the ceiling and the walls.
What sets you off a ‘running
so I hear your tiny feet?
Are you scampering from danger,
or protecting tasty treats?
When I’m sitting somewhere quiet
I can hear you rather loudly—
like a furry locomotive
passing through the township proudly!
Where is Mrs. Kitty Cat?
She’s sleeping on my bed,
dreaming all her cozy thoughts,
while mice run ‘bove my head!
Pitter-patter mousey feet,
running through the halls,
where I cannot see them
in the ceiling the walls.
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