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One bright summers morning a fat little mouse | 17-Oct-11

Enquirer is looking for a poem her Gran used to recite which she would like to recite to her own Grandchildren:

One bright summers morning a fat little mouse,
lived in a hole at the back of our house.
She brushed up her whiskers and combed her brown hair
and said she was going to enjoy the fresh air.
So before she went out she called Jimmy and Jack
and told them to be good until their mother came back.

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Yes I know this one, my great grandmother taught it to my sister and I as children.

Dear children she said I'll be home in
A thrice do try to be good little beautiful mice
But before their mother could open the door they ? And ? About on on the floor
Ran here and ran there and they fought with each other and jack pulled the tail off his poor little brother
Jacinda Brown

Hi I never saw the follow up to my query and glad to hear that someone else knows the poem.

Jacinda would it be possible for you to send me the rest of the poem then I can print and frame for prosperity.

Thank you so much for your help
Nina Conway

I see this request is a long time ago and also am amazed that Jacinda Brown (my grand daughter) answered it. My mother Doreen Bennett (maiden name) lived at Drillham near Miles in Qld. She probably learnt it from her mother or her Irish grandmother.

-Mouse poem
One bright summers morning a fat little mouse
who lived in a hole at the back of our house
washed her face and her whiskers and combed her brown hair
and said she must go and enjoy the fresh air.

Before she went out she called Jimmy and Jack
and told them to watch till their mother came back
"Dear children" she said "I'll be home in a thrice
Do try to be good little dutiful mice."

Before their mother had opened the door
They squeaked and they scampered about on the floor
ran here and ran there and fought with each other
and Jack pulled the tail off his poor little brother.

Joyce Stenhouse-Brown


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