My dear little ones, gather 'round
Let me tell you a story that's sure to astound
Of a mother mouse who lived in a house
On a mountain so tall, she'd scurry and douse
She loved to sing, she loved to play
She'd make sweet music every day
But there was a problem, you see
She couldn't move as much as she'd like to be
Her mouth was too small, her paws were too weak
She couldn't climb the mountain peak
But she knew she must keep trying
For her dreams were not for denying
So she practiced and practiced, day and night
She stretched and exercised with all her might
Till one day she finally moved that mountain
And her music echoed from the fountain
So remember, my dear little friends
If you want something, don't let it end
Believe in yourself and give it your all
And you'll move that mountain, big or small.
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