Mice Poem by Haruna Garba

So am I, a house mouse
My tail trailing behind
Which trackers find hard to trace

So am I, a house mouse
My rattles rocking the quiet
Trappers still at a loss

So am I, a house mouse
I haven't yet set my foot wrong
Many of us though, have

Me a mouse, others, mice
The unlucky ones are casketed in traps
I wonder if it will happen to me

I, a mouse and so are the rest
Should another make fatal mistake
Together we chide at him

Me a mouse, others, mice
The unlucky ones in toothy cists
Does bad luck eventually come to all?

Does it, even to the smart cookies?