Mice

The little mice stay in their holes,

And hide themselves by day;

But when the house is still at night,

The mice come out to play.

They climb upon the pantry shelf,

And eat the bread and cheese;

They drink the milk; they eat the cream,

And anything they please.

But if they only hear the cat,

Their feast at once is done;

They run away to hide themselves

As fast as they can run.