Four-legged Thief
Four-legged Thief
I’m telling a story I
know is hard to believe,
but it’s the honest truth.
Something you should see.
There was a mouse who
made residence in this old house.
The trees were turning, and
the weather was getting cold.
The creature got a little bold.
It crunched on crackers during
the middle of the night.
I knew that wasn’t right.
I couldn’t go back to sleep
it made so much noise.
I got pretty annoyed.
The next day I bought a pair
of mouse traps guaranteed
to get the enemy.
At first I used peanut butter,
then I tried a little cheese.
All that happened was the
mouse got a snack free,
without moving the spring.
My description of the mouse
began to get obscene.
The rodent was a pest.
I didn’ want it to
think it was a pet.
I set the traps again,
and I used the same bait.
The mouse took the food
with a safe escape.
I set the traps again,
and the next day it was dead.
It losts its life in the night
reaching for another bite
of an apple.
Sweet, interesting post!
Comment by bunnka — November 6, 2009 @ 4:23 am