DOWN BY THE FROG POND

DOWN BY THE FROG POND

                               

Down by the frog pond, over near the tree

Was the cutest little mouse, that you could ever see

It's ears were pink and cute, and it's tail was thin and long

But the strangest thing did happen, I could hear a lilting song.

I looked all around me, but nowhere could I see

Any other living thing, it was just the mouse and me

The song, it was so beautiful, but it surely couldn't be

A mouse that I heard singing, but I knew it wasn't me. 

I watched and watched and waited, I didn't move an inch

I looked carefully at that little mouse but it didn't even flinch

But then I got a great surprise, I saw an awesome sight,

Right there beside it's tail, a little to the right..

For there I saw a fairy, and heard her sing her song

I was sure it was the mouse, but now I know that I was wrong.

Then I saw a tiny elf, beating on a drum

He was doing it one handed, because he liked to suck his thumb.

Of course, I got the giggles, and I shook and shook and shook

I tried to creep up closer, to get a better look

The elf jumped on the mouse's back, and then they ran away

And the pretty little fairy decided not to stay.

I still go to the frog pond, over near the tree

But no more the mouse, nor elf nor fairy, do I ever see.

 Crissouli © 2010