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Silky is thy coat; a mouse in winter,
that of ebony, so soft and fine.
She shies away against the snow,
quivering under watchful eyne.
Timid she is, her house untouched,
betwixt the grass, in sand and stone.
Of solitude she shalt ne'er tire,
peaceful in her country home.
Oh, but behold, the mouse of the town,
aristocratic, and sharp in mind -
he dines with class, and silver spoons,
staining his coat with claret wine.
Once did the town mouse visit the country,
and the country mouse the town -
the former exclaimed, "My, 'tis much too quiet,"
the latter - "I do wish they'd pipe down."
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- | Submitted on 03/23/2013 |
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- Title: Silky is thy coat
- Artist: thisaccountisvoid
- Description: I wrote this for my creative writing class at school - the task was to retell a fairytale by means of poetry. This is a brief, adapted retelling of "The Country Mouse & The Town Mouse", from Aesop's Fables.
- Date: 03/23/2013
- Tags: mouse mice fairytale poetry fable
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