=^~.¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨.~^=
%=^~.¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨.~^=%
#%=^~.¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨.~^=%#
¶#%=^~.¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨.~^=%#¶
@¶#%=^~.¨¨                                          ¨¨.~^=%#¶@
#@¶#%=^~.¨ ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ ¨.~^=%#¶@#
@¶#%=^~.¨¨                                          ¨¨.~^=%#¶@
¶#%=^~.¨¨¨          Mouse girl Likes Shoes          ¨¨¨.~^=%#¶
#%=^~.¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨.~^=%#
%=^~.¨¨¨¨¨                ^  ^  ^  ^                ¨¨¨¨¨.~^=%
=^~.¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨.~^=
^~.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ In This  Dream I  Was  A  Girl Of  Maybe ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.~^
=^~.¨¨¨¨¨¨ Sixteen Years, Together  With My Dad  In ¨¨¨¨¨¨.~^=
%=^~.¨¨¨¨¨ A  Huge  Bath House  /  Spa  /  Hotel  / ¨¨¨¨¨.~^=%
#%=^~.¨¨¨¨ Shopping centre.      Dad  Was Constatly ¨¨¨¨.~^=%#
¶#%=^~.¨¨¨ Pointing Out Hot Girls  To Me. "You  See ¨¨¨.~^=%#¶
@¶#%=^~.¨¨   That Black-Haired Thing Dissapearing   ¨¨.~^=%#¶@
#@¶#%=^~.¨ Behind  The  Clothes  Rack?  Oof!"  He'D ¨.~^=%#¶@#
@¶#%=^~.¨¨ Say. He  Was  Always Very  Creepy  About ¨¨.~^=%#¶@
¶#%=^~.¨¨¨ This,   Going   For   Girls   My    Age. ¨¨¨.~^=%#¶
#%=^~.¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨.~^=%#
%=^~.¨¨¨¨¨ This Night He  Had  Just Tried To Woo  A ¨¨¨¨¨.~^=%
=^~.¨¨¨¨¨¨ Girl He Called A  "Mouse"  By Buying Her ¨¨¨¨¨¨.~^=
^~.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ Shoes, But She  Had  Accepted  Them Only ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.~^
=^~.¨¨¨¨¨¨ To Run  Away Immediately  Afterward. Dad ¨¨¨¨¨¨.~^=
%=^~.¨¨¨¨¨ Was   A   Bit   Bummed  But  Dropped  It ¨¨¨¨¨.~^=%
#%=^~.¨¨¨¨ Quickly.  I Said  Goodnight  To Him  And ¨¨¨¨.~^=%#
¶#%=^~.¨¨¨       Went Looking For The Mouse.        ¨¨¨.~^=%#¶
@¶#%=^~.¨¨                                          ¨¨.~^=%#¶@
#@¶#%=^~.¨ The Building Was Enormous And  Mazelike. ¨.~^=%#¶@#
@¶#%=^~.¨¨ Walls,  Floors  And  Pillars Were Set In ¨¨.~^=%#¶@
¶#%=^~.¨¨¨ Green  Marble. Throughout  The House Ran ¨¨¨.~^=%#¶
#%=^~.¨¨¨¨ A  Main  Boulevard, Wide  As  A  Street, ¨¨¨¨.~^=%#
%=^~.¨¨¨¨¨ Framed With Clay Vases  Dark As Obsidian ¨¨¨¨¨.~^=%
=^~.¨¨¨¨¨¨ And Taller  Than A Person. In Each  Vase ¨¨¨¨¨¨.~^=
^~.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ Was  Placed  Upright A  Leaf From A Palm ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.~^
=^~.¨¨¨¨¨¨ Tree Or Giant  Fern.  The  Boulevard Was ¨¨¨¨¨¨.~^=
%=^~.¨¨¨¨¨ Dimly Lit,  Which Allowed The Pools That ¨¨¨¨¨.~^=%
#%=^~.¨¨¨¨   Were Generously Sprinkled Throughout   ¨¨¨¨.~^=%#
¶#%=^~.¨¨¨    Each Floor Would Reflect Suggestive   ¨¨¨.~^=%#¶
@¶#%=^~.¨¨         Patterns On The Marble.          ¨¨.~^=%#¶@
#@¶#%=^~.¨                                          ¨.~^=%#¶@#
@¶#%=^~.¨¨                ^  ^  ^  ^                ¨¨.~^=%#¶@
¶#%=^~.¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨.~^=%#¶
#%=^~.¨¨¨¨ Following The  Boulevard, Two  Floors Up ¨¨¨¨.~^=%#
%=^~.¨¨¨¨¨ I  Found  Her  Crying  Behind  Two  Fern ¨¨¨¨¨.~^=%
=^~.¨¨¨¨¨¨ Vases.  She  Was  Beautiful,  And  As  I ¨¨¨¨¨¨.~^=
^~.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ Approached, She  Looked Up And Sniveled. ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.~^
=^~.¨¨¨¨¨¨ In  The Nearest  Vase  She  Had  Stuffed ¨¨¨¨¨¨.~^=
%=^~.¨¨¨¨¨             Both The Shoes.              ¨¨¨¨¨.~^=%
#%=^~.¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨.~^=%#
¶#%=^~.¨¨¨ I Told Her  To  Follow,  But  She Didn'T ¨¨¨.~^=%#¶
@¶#%=^~.¨¨ Move  Or  Speak.  So Instead I  Said  To ¨¨.~^=%#¶@
#@¶#%=^~.¨ Stay  There, And Ran To Get Her A Better ¨.~^=%#¶@#
@¶#%=^~.¨¨ Pair  Of  Shoes That She  Would Actually ¨¨.~^=%#¶@
¶#%=^~.¨¨¨ Like.  When  I  Returned,  Having  Spent ¨¨¨.~^=%#¶
#%=^~.¨¨¨¨ More  Than  I Could Really  Afford,  She ¨¨¨¨.~^=%#
%=^~.¨¨¨¨¨ Was Visibly Impressed. I Tried  To Sound ¨¨¨¨¨.~^=%
=^~.¨¨¨¨¨¨ Cool,  Saying Something  Like  "What  Do ¨¨¨¨¨¨.~^=
^~.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ You  Think,  Just  Because A Girl  Has A ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.~^
=^~.¨¨¨¨¨¨ Freaky  Dad, She  Doesn'T  Have  Taste?" ¨¨¨¨¨¨.~^=
%=^~.¨¨¨¨¨ But  Mouse  Girl  Just  Laughed  At  Me. ¨¨¨¨¨.~^=%
#%=^~.¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨.~^=%#
¶#%=^~.¨¨¨ She Then Took Me By The Hand  And Led Me ¨¨¨.~^=%#¶
@¶#%=^~.¨¨ Out  A  Side  Route  To   A   Closed-Off ¨¨.~^=%#¶@
#@¶#%=^~.¨ Rooftop Walking Garden, Full Of  Juniper ¨.~^=%#¶@#
@¶#%=^~.¨¨ And Thuja. It Was  A Late  Evening,  And ¨¨.~^=%#¶@
¶#%=^~.¨¨¨     The Stars Were Glittering. Being     ¨¨¨.~^=%#¶
#%=^~.¨¨¨¨ Closed, The Garden  Had Its Light Turned ¨¨¨¨.~^=%#
%=^~.¨¨¨¨¨ Off,  But We Could  Still  See  Our  Way ¨¨¨¨¨.~^=%
=^~.¨¨¨¨¨¨ Around  By The  Light Shining  Down From ¨¨¨¨¨¨.~^=
^~.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ The   Windows  Of  The   Higher  Floors. ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.~^
=^~.¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨.~^=
%=^~.¨¨¨¨¨ She Lay Down  In A Patch Of Grass. I Sat ¨¨¨¨¨.~^=%
#%=^~.¨¨¨¨ Down  On  My  Knees,  And  Then  Crawled ¨¨¨¨.~^=%#
¶#%=^~.¨¨¨ Closer.  She  Laughed  At  Me Again, And ¨¨¨.~^=%#¶
@¶#%=^~.¨¨                  Said -                  ¨¨.~^=%#¶@
#@¶#%=^~.¨                                          ¨.~^=%#¶@#
@¶#%=^~.¨¨                ^  ^  ^  ^                ¨¨.~^=%#¶@
¶#%=^~.¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨.~^=%#¶
#%=^~.¨¨¨¨ (Here I Am Awakened By The Morning Crew) ¨¨¨¨.~^=%#
%=^~.¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨.~^=%
=^~.¨¨¨¨¨¨ ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ ¨¨¨¨¨¨.~^=
^~.¨¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨.~^
=^~.¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨.~^=
%=^~.¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨.~^=%
#%=^~.¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨.~^=%#
¶#%=^~.¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨.~^=%#¶