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rere were two little mice, two grey little mice
(Not those of the nursery clock),

Who once on a time, if there’s truth in a rhyme,
Did “diccory diccory dock.”

These were guzte other mice, one foolish, one wisc,
Aye, one, dear, was wiser by far

Than the other, who went—on marauding bent—
Round the rim of a blue china jar.

For he sat on a shelf by his own little self,
And squeaked—* Little brother, it’s plain—

There—just as I said, gone—heels over head !

He will ne’er go a-hunting again.”
Helen Marion Burnside.