The Mouse Poem by Tango

The Mouse

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The Mouse

I share this house, with a mouse,
it is fat and sleek.
From the cat, it has escaped,
twice within one week.
So I set a trap, which didn't go off.
Now under the stove,
it is hiding, and growing fat,
Because it's full of my scoff.

Part 2

It was in the dead of the night,
the cat got a fright.
As the trap went off with a smack,
breaking the mouses back.
So alas the mouse is no more,
When he had the chance,
he should have gone out the door.

Wednesday, October 22, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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