MICHAEL JOHN AND SQUEAKER RUN

Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 892, 8 February 1930, Page 29

MICHAEL JOHN AND SQUEAKER RUN

Young Michael John is four year* His eyes are blue, his hair is gol And Squeaker Run’s a little niou Who lives in Michael’e mothers li And Michael John and Squeaker Together have the greatest fun; Wherever Michael John you se* There Squeaker Run is sure to t Once Squeaker Run, I’m bounl to Kept out of Michael’s mother's wa TTr children’s parents don’t like r in fact they think they are not And Mrs. Clare would oft exclain (Yes, that was Michael’s mot name). “A little mousetrap we must get To capture Michael’s horrid pet! And then the climax came one da When Mrs. Clare had friends to For Luncheon; that’s the reason Slie made a lovely apple pie. According to her usual rule She put it on the shelf to cool. I think it was the pantry ehelf. But am not sure of that myself. Well, Squeaker Run was passing by And saw that tempting apple pie. "He, he. ha, ha!” he squeaked with greed; “Methinks I see a lovely feed.” Said he, “This pastry looks Ai. The very thing for Squeaker Run.” And 60 he climbed on to the top; The pastry broke and he went flop!

When lunch time came, and Mrs. Clare Gave everyone an equal share Of that delicious apple pie, The hole -in it, she did not spy. But Michael dropped his spoon and

fork. Because he heard his pastry talk. A voice that came right from his plate Said; “Michael John! Don’t eat’ Please wait!”

‘Twag Squeaker Run, as you will gue»«. And he was in an awful mess. H« said. “Please Michael, clean me—quick; With apple pie I’m plastered thick.” And no one at the table heard A single solitary w T ord Of what was quietly going on. Twlxt Squeaker Run ar:d Michael John.

Poor Squeaker Run was very ill. The apple juice gave him a chill. But then he promised to be good And never more to steal the food. He kept his promise and today Young Michael’s mother’s heard to

say : “I never knew a nicer mouse. I’m pleased to have in the house