My Different Kind of Friend

My different kind of Friend

Hi, Boaz is my name

I like to sleep, run and play games

I live in a castle, fit for a king

With big windows to watch the birds sing

Sometimes I dream of someone to play

Someone like me, who would come and stay

Not a big dog, no that would not do

I think I’d better lie down and think this through

Before I knew it, I was dreaming again

Of running through tall grass as fast as I can

There were squirrels and birds that I could see

So I readied to pounce like the tiger in me

Then I woke in a hurry

And stumbled on something furry

It was a mouse

Who was playing in my house

I jumped in fright, but so did he

And he ran away, at the sight of me

Into the corner I saw him go

This furry little creature I wanted to know

So, I chased him around, then he chased me

Till I jumped on the counter trying to flee

I looked down at him, there on the floor

And I let out a sound, that sounded like a roar

I ran to the right, but so did he

Then back to the left as he followed me

He is so different as I look close to see

But still, I wonder if a friend he could be

Different is bad, is what some cats say

But maybe not, maybe not today

He has two ears, two eyes and a nose

And four legs that are fast, as mouse speed goes

His tail is tiny, unlike mine

But seems to work, it works just fine

His hair is short, mine is long

I’m thinking we may just get along

Yes, I will, today I believe

This friendly little mouse, will be my friend indeed.