With no hopes of growing tall,
You can either be a mouse,
Who hides inside a little house,
Feeling scared and ill-at-ease,
Or...
You can go in search of cheese.
You can wake and seize the day,
If that feels the better way.
With bravery and sense of fun,
Leave the dark and find the sun.
Strap on your sword and fancy hat
Then...
Step outside and face the cat.