Little grey mouse

A little grey mouse twitched his whiskers
Where, oh where are my brothers and sisters?
Are they in the kitchen eating some crumbs?
Are they in the garden nibbling on plums?
Are they playing games in the garden shed?
No, they’re tucked up warmly in their bed!

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