Anony Mouse was not well known.
Of him, but few had heard.
His squeak and squeal
Had scant appeal,
To anyone not furred.
Through life he moved most timidly.
Ate cheese in tiny pieces.
Most polite,
He was clean (in spite
Of many scattered faeces).
But there’s one day in all lives,
Of mice, both near and far.
To take a stand for a cause that’s grand.
To shine and be a star.
And on that special day,
That’s now famous in the house.
Anony became a legend,
Renamed Magnani Mouse
© Copyright, Philip Barton 15th November, 2023. All rights reserved
