Once some mice lived under a log;
They had never been anywhere else,
So they thought
That place was the world.
They thought that they were the only people in all the world.
One of them stood on tiptoe;
He stretched his little arms up until
He was able to touch the underside of the log.
He thought he was very tall
And that he had touched the sky;
So the little mouse danced and sang:
"Throughout the world
Who is there like little me?
Who is like me?
I can touch the sky.
I can touch the sky, indeed."