By Fred In dead of night, and unafraid, The fieldmouse from its house had strayed. This creature small, a tiny ball Climbed a stem, through wind and squall. But shadow cast by eerie moon, Warned it…
Source: The Fieldmouse
By Fred In dead of night, and unafraid, The fieldmouse from its house had strayed. This creature small, a tiny ball Climbed a stem, through wind and squall. But shadow cast by eerie moon, Warned it…
Source: The Fieldmouse