"So it is," agreed Limpy-toes.
"Because we are all living together," said Dot.
"I think we have nicer things to eat," drawled Buster.
"And we love to play with Wink and Wiggle," lisped Tiny.
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Happy all day long;
So we shout and sing with glee
Our glad Christmas song">[
"Yes, my children, it is indeed a Merry Christmas this year," said Grand-daddy. "We are safe and snug in a comfortable home with plenty to eat. I just heard that our old enemy, Thomas Cat, has been run over by Mr. Giant's automobile. He will worry us no more. Your uncle and I are making a profound study of traps. We no longer fear them, because we understand them.
"Come, Uncle Squeaky, tune up and we will all dance around the
Christmas tree and sing Buster's new song with right good will."
The jolly old moon, peering through the one dusty window-pane, saw a frolicsome circle of mice join hands and dance around a little cedar tree. They were singing merrily:
"Jolly little mice are we,
Happy all day long;
So we shout and sing with glee
Our glad Christmas song."
And so ended a merry Christmas day in the Giant's barn loft.