Hurrying up through the corn, 
Is a little mouse, forlorn,
Behind, long stork tries him to catch
 And follows him to the cabbage patch.

Hurry–hurry, stork, run fast
Through the foliage you must pass!
Mouse, running on the beaten trail,
Zigzagging carries his tail!

Hiding under a big cabbage
Lies the rescue, narrow passage.
The mouse got finally, indoor
And he fainted on the floor...