THE SWEET-GRASS HOUSE.
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MRS. S. J. BRIGHAM.
Two little mice went out one day Among the scented clover; They wandered up and down the lane, They roamed the meadow over. “Oh, deary me!” said Mrs. Mouse, “I wish I had a little house!” Said Mr. Mouse,—“I know a place Where nice sweet grass is growing; Where corn-flowers blue, and buttercups And poppies red, are blowing.” “Oh, deary me!” said Mrs. Mouse, “We’ll build us there a house.” So, of some sweet and tender grass They built their house together; And had a happy time, through all The pleasant summer weather. “Oh, deary me!” said Mrs. Mouse, “Who ever had so nice a house?”