,
,Millie the Mouse had a room in her house
used only for storing her cheese:
Red Leicester and cheddar and soft mozarella,
Camemberts, stiltons and bries.
,
Cheese was her lunch and for supper she’d munch
on Monterey jack by the tonne.
At breakfast she’d chew on the best Danish blue
followed by creamy Bougon.
,
In time she grew bored of the food she’d adored.
She longed for a new kind of cheese;
so sailed to Siam, Spain, Tibet, Vietnam,
and other strange countries like these.
,
She searched far and wide but she found she had tried
each cheese that the world had to give.
She sobbed through the night, by the moon’s silver light:
“I’ll sigh for as long as I live!”
,
Whilst mopping her tears Millie had an idea:
“They tell me there’s cheese on the moon!
I’d fly there right now but I’ve no idea how.
I hope that I find a way soon!
,
She asked for a plane but they said “you’re insane!
no plane ever flew quite so high!
The moon is too far, why it’s almost a star!
A plane only flies in the sky.”
,
She thought “a balloon might fly up to the moon.”
She tied a balloon to her paw,
but tumbled and dropped, as it burst with a “POP!”
The fall left her terribly sore.
,
She tried but she found she could not leave the ground.
She cried “will I never succeed?
For nothing I try takes me into the sky.
Will nobody answer my pleas?”
,
Bees, bats and birds overheard Millie’s words
and lifted her into the air.
They buzzed, flapped and flew through the sky’s cloudy blue
until Millie cheered “we are there!”
,
She squeaked and she screamed, “it’s all just as I dreamed.
The moon is a wonderful cheese!
With rocks made of bread and wine lakes, white and red,
I’ll feast for as long as I please!”
,
She nibbled and chewed on the loveliest food
and stayed on the moon for a week.
She lived in a house with an alien mouse,
who had a peculiar squeak.
,
It broke Millie’s heart when she had to depart.
The alien mouse shed a tear.
She promised that soon she’d return to the moon.
And next time she’d stay for a year.
,
Kissing her fella, she took an umbrella
and leapt from the moon with a shriek.
She thought she would surf on the moon-rays to Earth,
and land near her home: Mozambique.
,
It wasn’t that easy for space is quite breezy.
The wind blew her far from her home.
She drifted for days to the great Milky Way
and landed, quite scared and alone.
,
She wasn’t alone, for she found skulls and bones
of rats and fish, even some mice.
The place was a trap, set by space cats who lap
at star milk (which doesn’t taste nice!)
,
Soon they appeared and they looked pretty weird.
Their fur was quite curly and green.
They had seven eyes and, to Millie’s surprise,
no sign of a tail could be seen.
,
Six space cats chased her and shot with their phasers.
Poor Millie ran screaming in fear.
But spotting a comet, she leapt right upon it
and flew into Earth’s atmosphere.
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Happy and jolly she opened her brolly,
descending quite gently to land.
Our brave little mouse ran right back to her house
by the sea, on the edge of the sand.
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Millie the mouse is now selling her house.
She wants to go back into space.
So, one day, I hope, with my new telescope,
I’ll see her there, on the moon’s face.
,
,
,
Paul Hughes, 2008
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