A Mouse - Mouse A

“A little cheese, please!”

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A mouse, a mouse ran through my house.

I think, looking for cheese, but none from me.

It will have to go to Mouse’s House of Cheese.

A mouse, a mouse ran through my sister’s house

and she came crying to me.  “You’re in luck,” I said,

“You can send the mouse to Mouse’s House of Cheese.”

My daughter called and said, “dad help,” I have a mouse and

It has a glass of wine in one hand and in the other a lump of cheese.

I said, “You’re in luck my lovely daughter. The mouse is drunk you see,

and will soon fall down. Thus, my child, all you now need to do, is call the cat,

which is much better than any old mouse trap – except may be, tainted wine.

Oh-my, oh-dear, oh-my, oh-dear,

can you believe another mouse ran through here

and appears to have no real fear.

I’ve been taking notes from Mouse’s House of Cheese

and I’ve added a little twist, Blue Cheese wine with tasty arsenic.

This will take care of every mouse, every time

in every house – oh-dear, oh-my –

poor Mouse’s House of Cheese it’s going to die -

NOT!!!

However,

If it does, all the mices

are heading down

to the cave creek poetry recitals –

they are new in town

you see.

But, no frowns,

now I wonder,

how did I

fall in with

such idle wizes?

Cheese, my man – Cheese!

djb

This poem is FBI protected by the

daughter with the drunken mouse.

She carries a slapstick and giggle box,

which is backed up by the cat!

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