Virtual Version
Selection of Poems
If I were a mouse
I saw an owl up in a tree,
And could run around the house
I looked at him, he looked at me;
There are plenty of things I'd like to do
Like run under chairs I couldn't tell you of his size,
And try to climb the stairs For all I saw were two big eyes;
And scare my mum a little too As soon as I could make a dash,
Straight home I ran, quick as a flash!
I buried it discreetly
in the middle of a field,
now my luck has changed completely,
and my wounds have almost healed.
If I ever find another,
I will simply let it be,
or I’ll give it to my brother —
he deserves it more than me.