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Friday, September 14, 2007

Not in OUR house

I cannot catch that silly mouse
The one that's staying in our house

Not with a chip
Not with a dip
Not with some cheese
Or even green peas

I cannot catch him, no I can't
As I go on this silly rant

But then I thought of something new
Something new for him to chew

A peach, a peach, I thought at last
And put it in the trap quite fast
And left it there overnight
And went to bed to wait till light

And in the morn I took a peek
Hoping after one whole week
That I could catch that silly mouse
The one that wanders in our house

Lo and behold, I yelled hooray
And now had come that fateful day
For in the cupboard that was a wreck
The trap did break his little neck

And squished like goo just out of reach
Was that little orange piece of peach
It had done it's job and now that mouse
Was now no longer inside our house

He lay at the bottom of the trash
No longer acting quite so brash
But I hope that it won't be the case
That he told his friends about our place

And now we have no silly mouse
We are mouse-free inside our house

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