there was a scottish mouse he wore tartan suit
he loved to play a tune on his little flute
he wandered through the glen and played a little tune
happily he wandered underneath the moon.
he was very happy as happy as can be
strolling as he goes to his melody
he liked to play for hours until the break of day
then he would go to sleep and put his flute away.
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jim56 (
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Now that was cute and fanciful Jim so innocent and childlike that I would read it to my grandchildren.
hi done quite a few poems like that one
thanks for always lovely comment
means a lot jim
Most welcome Jim
A cute poem. Your poem celebrates the joy and freedom of a whimsical Scottish mouse who finds happiness in music and nature.
hi thankyou for comment
You're so welcome
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