A Degenerate Mouse Called Arthur Comments

What a clever poem! Little mice instead of whatever it really is eh.... I hope you are feeling well today and those little mice, they stay away...... Put out some cheese upon the floor and tell the mice to gnaw no more. Ruthy: -)

Oh Irene how clever of you to figure out the problems with those aching joints and muscles. I think some of Arthur's relatives must be living inside of me......lol Exelent write.Thank you.....

This made me smile...; 0)

I had to read this again. It is very amusing. I often wonder what worlds there are inside our world.

A happy lighthearted piece which is a joy to read.

Age is a mouse degenerating every moment. I think everyone of us has a mouse living in our bodies with different names and symptons. Thank God that your soul is safe and secure from this mouse. A wonderful poem, Irene. Reading of the day infact.......10/10. Regards Naseer

Here's a wheeze! why not give Arthur a piece of cheese or rub on Vick, very thick! I'm sure that would do the trick Maybe a trap! you could sneak inside, poison I can't abide! ~ I suppose you’re just a house, for that little mouse! nice poem Irene, it made me laugh, regards Bob

What a way to describe the process of aging here. I have osteoporosis and I suppose as it gets a little worse as time goes on, I will think of your poem. I will think of little mice doing their work on my bones. (or maybe better 'not' to think of that stuff as yet) A ten on your poem! Sincerely, Connie Webb

Anyone with constant pain will know what you're talking about. Thank you for this wonderful expression and its superb imagery.

No mousetraps to deal with this pest ivor

Very clever my friend! Please read Hazelmarie Elliot's 'A Mouse In The House.' Excellent write. Thanks.

Leave it to poetry to bring out the best in you and share with others your coping method. Some of us have our cats and dogs, but I think having imaginary 'friends' might help us too. Just curious, how you picked out their names.

What an amazing and different way of looking at an illness. I wish those mice would go away, but if they were not with you, we would not have had the pleasure of reading this :) Peace, Aisha