By Roger
I SIT AND WATCH WHILE SING AND DANCE, BUT I SOME DAY I WILL HAVE MY CHANCE. I'M TODAY, IT'S TRUE, MY CHANCES BEEN FEW, BUT I'M NOT DISCOURAGED I KNOW WHAT I CAN DO.
I MAY BE A TINY AND IN A CAGE, BUT I KNOW I UPON THE STAGE. AND SOME DAY I BE A AND THE ONE I'M WATCHING ON THE TV WILL BE ME.
NOW TEND TO TREAT A MOUSE WITH CONVERSATIONS, BUT I AM LIKE NO MOUSE EVER SEEN. SO IF YOU THINK OF ME WAY, MAYBE I SHOULD MENTION, I'M THE MOUSE AND I HAVE GOT A DREAM.
OOH!
SO OUT, WORLD, 'CAUSE HERE I COME, IF YOU WANT SPECIAL, I'M THE ONE. I MAY BE SMALL, IT DOESN'T ME AT ALL, 'CAUSE I KNOW IN MY THAT SOME DAY I'LL BE TEN FEET TALL.
NOBODY HEARD THIS SINGING 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 FOR YOU." IT WAS A TINY ROPE LADDER. "SEE IF YOU CAN RUN UP THAT!" THE BOY TURNED HIS BACK. THE BOY HAD LEFT THE OPEN! SEES THE ROPE LADDER AND SWUNG LIKE TARZAN OUT INTO SPACE. "HEY! BACK!" THERE WAS A TINY HOLE IN THE WALL, SCOUSE DISAPPEARED. THROUGH THE MOUSEHOLE HE COULD SEE HIS BELOVED TELLY. HE FELT SOMETHING, LOOKED, A BROWN 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 YOU DOING ALL THOSE 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 NEEDS ME! WHY DON'T YOU JOIN ME, WE COULD BE A GROUP?" "I'LL ABOUT IT." "WHAT'S NAME?" "BONCE, I'VE GOT A BIG HEAD. MY FATHER 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.