A béka csókja

Once there was a tiny little mouseWho went by the name, Sir Henry KlausHe lived in a mansion and not a houseThis wise old mouse had teeth of goldThe wrinkles on his face made him oldHis name is a secret which I won't say yetTo keep you all guessing and thinking, I betPeople listened to his every wordEven the dogs and all the birdsFind the Magic of the wise old mouse inside !!!