Has anybody seen my mouse? br br I opened his box for half a minute, br Just to make sure he was really in it, br And while I was looking, he jumped outside! br I tried to catch him, I tried, I tried.... br I think he's somewhere about the house. br Has anyone seen my mouse? br br Uncle John, have you seen my mouse? br br Just a small sort of mouse, a dear little brown one, br He came from the country, he wasn't a town one, br So he'll feel all lonely in a London street; br Why, what could he possibly find to eat? br He must be somewhere. I'll ask Aunt Rose: br Have you seen a mouse with a woffelly nose? br He's just got out...