Ballinamere N.S.  

 

 

THE GHOST OFTHEMOUSE

 

 

One day I walked passed the house

And on the roof there was a mouse

The mouse was grey the mouse was small he was

About 2 inches tall.

 

The mouse scrambled down

From the roof top

And headed off towards the shop

The shop that was in the market square the one

Where they held the blown up bear

I tried to catch him I really tried

But then I found him where he died !!

 

Emma

Poetry

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