THE CREEPMOUSE. When baby in the morningBegins to coo and crow, A little cuddle-y creepmouseKeeps moving to and fro. And over all the dimples Doth the little creepmouse creep,Till it finds the very sweetest one, And there it goes to sleep. ANNA M. PRATT. … THE CREEPMOUSE.
Children's literature, American · Children's literature
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