Adventure with Stuart Little...

It stared at me with a glitter in its eye.
Daring me to attack!
I screeched, I raved
Picking up the broom I brandished it
Like the magic wand..
I jumped up and down
Whilst it scampered squeaking
Who jumped more is the question
For it outdid me in the race..
And only it has the capacity
To turn me into a banshee
A helpless one I must say!!!!