Old Forgotten Door
Old Forgotten Door
Hole in the old forgotten door
Just at the bottom along the floor
Scurries in and out in the dead of night
Mr Mouse twitching nose eyes wide bright
Old and shabby the shed all forlorn
Apart from the family nestled at dawn
Ivy claims the damp stone walls with her fingers
Only the smell of dead wood and moss lingers
But tucked up in a corner the fur bundles grow
Mr Mouse and his family use the hole down below
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