Lucky mice!

So when the world begins to doubt,
Just look to us when you think there’s no way out.
The dam will hold, the work gets done—
Elbows up, we’ve just begun.

Elbows up, like Howe on ice,
No need for show, no need for nice.
We take the hits, we set the pace,
We build, we push, we hold our place.

Not the flash of eagle’s flight,
Not the bear that roars at night.
But dam by dam and log by log,
We carve a path, we beat the bog.

Through the ice and driving rain,
Through the cold and through the strain,
Elbows up, no fear, no fuss—
Just grit and graft, like all of us.