There was nothing more fun to the mischievous
Than to run around taunting the cats.
It was more fun to them than Halloween,
When they tried to hit all the flying bats.
One morning they got up with the sun
And ran outside to play in the grass and trees.
They saw three cats sitting on the fence,
Scratching to rid themselves of fleas.
They snuck up on the cats and tied their tails
To the fence with a bit of twine.
Then they danced around, sticking their tongues out
And the cats started to snarl and whine.
When they tried to jump from the fence they found
They were tied up and fell on their faces.
In hysterics the mice danced all around,
Running to and fro in all sorts of places.
That night the cats came up with an idea;
They would show those mice they were boss.
They tied up some cheese on a string and dangled
It just high enough for their cause.
The mice smelled the cheese and came running
And spotted the cheese just above their noses.
They couldnít reach it and had to think
Of ways to get it, they even hit it with roses.
Then the mice jumped up and down in a struggle,
And the cats laughed so hard they nearly died.
Thatíll teach the mice to mess with us, the cats thought
And it did; the mice stopped living with such pride.
From then on the mice left the cats alone
And were content nibbling seeds, nuts and corn.
The cats slept all day and sang to the moon
From sundown until early in the morn.