not a creature was stirring,…except Herbert, the mouse.
The firemen were bundled, in their beds,
sound asleep,
all hoping the klaxons would not make a peep.
Herbert was wandering around in the dorm,
when he spied a big boot, by a bed, on the floor
Herbert stared at this boot, so black and
so tall,
and he thought, " i can climb that…but i hope i don't fall."
He scampered on up, and flipped over the
edge
and landed, a-thud, then cried out "oh my head!"
He roamed 'round in the footwear, the
smell, it was bad
..but with a good airing, this would make a cool pad.
Then he heard a loud noise, and saw
lights, someone talking
something huge filled the boot, covered up with a stocking.
As the big foot got closer, Herbert's
teeth he did bare,
A nip on the toes would give this one a scare.
A yelp did arise, when the fireman was
bit,
then someone , they called, "Chester B, you're a twit."
Chet was heard mumbling, as they sped
from this house,
"Someday i will get that damned Herbert…that mouse"
