Gingerbread Mouse

Miss Lynn
Lynn Hickernell




Sometimes I wish I could be a little mouse

Just to live in a gingerbread house

I'd throw a party for all the other mice

And everything would smell of gingerbread spice

If any guest wanted something to eat

He could nibble the wall for a gingerbread treat


My gingerbread house wouldn't need much expanse

Just enough room for a gingerbread dance

So the little mice ladies and the little mice men

Could dance the Tarantella, then dance it again

And if dancing quarters got close, I guess

We'd enjoy some gingerbread coziness


What kind of house it should be I don't know

A gingerbread castle or bungalow

A snow-covered house in the shape of a bell

Or a gingerbread candle carousel?

A gingerbread stable, 'neath a gingerbread star

With gingerbread wise men who travel far

A giant gingerbread evergreen

We could all live in a gingerbread submarine

An advent calendar with lots of doors

An apartment over a gingerbread stores?

A clock, a pagoda, a gramophone

How could I choose which to call my own?

It's just as well that I'm not a mouse

But, oh, to live in a gingerbread house.