DESCRIPTION
T'was a few days before Christmas, when inside the houseSomeone was stirring, they'd turned into a mouse
Without much of a care, too much drink she had drunkand all of a sudden her body had shrunk
Now she sat on the floor surrounded by clothesHer sweater and shirt, she'd become too small for those!
She hopes it will wear off, before her friends find outOr maybe they'll be summoned by her squeak and her shout
I'm sure she'll be fine, despite a murine frightHappy christmouse to all, and to all a good night!
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I put a lot of work into the background, and had a silly alternative idea of having our gal get small instead of big. I'm pretty happy with how it turned out :)
Hopefully the festive poem isn't terrible either!