Breaking In Poem by Phil Soar

He broke into the larder, to satisfy his greed
Raided all the cereal, just so he could feed
Cutting holes in boxes, with his dainty little teeth
I wouldn't know he'd been there, without looking underneath

The mouse that shared my pantry, was a visitor at night
Not prepared to call by day, in case we had a fight
So all I did was set a trap, and went to bed a wreck
And waited for that welcome snap, that said I'd broke it's neck!