I have four legs (for I'm a mouse) They're moving fast as the wind If keen on staying in your house On them I'll have to depend Whenever you should say good-bye I'll lounge about through the day But once you're back, I just might fly And hope my route doesn't sway I'll nibble at your food, discrete (Though this you've certainly known) But don't you fret, I will not eat You out of house and of home If you should see me misbehave And snag my butt by the tail I'll rest in peace