A Mouse
There is a mouseinside my house.
Now, a family of mice
is really quite nice
out in the countryside
in big spaces, open and wide.
But inside my home,
I don't want them to roam.
They nibble and squeak
and cause me to shriek!
Not from fear, of course,
I don't spook like a horse,
but the noises they make
do keep me awake.
Mice are really quite common,
like the eating of ramen
by a college student,
but it's still not prudent
to let a mouse survive,
like a bee in a hive.
So I set out a trap
wait for it to snap
I load it with bait
and then wait, wait, wait.
This little critter
takes care to skitter
around the contraption,
in such a sneaky fashion,
so that when I look
at what the trap took
I soon feel quite dumb
all it gets is my thumb!
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