Ballad of The Mousies
"I must prefer this isolation, or I would change.
A tiny mouse sitting in its hell hole.
They say the obvious explanation is that I am strange.
They don't know my life, so I hide my heart and soul.
Try to catch me if you can, dare to corner me.
I'll scream my head off as you bring the confining cage.
Not an eye has seen a mouse become a banshee.
Don't be the first to see my unsightly rage.
What is free should live free, as nature intends.
Some things it’s better not to disturb.
Like this ballad coming to an abrupt end
which recommends you leave the mousies
unperturbed."
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