THE MOUSE
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The biggest nuisance in a house
is the smallest occupant, a mouse
every goddamned thing he chews
and dots the shelves with tiny poos.
We've got one, precious little chap,
at least he would be in a trap,
but from the trap the cheese he'll scoff
without the damned thing going off.
One thing I really wish is that
we had a ghastly bloody cat
to disembowel him with a claw
and smear his giblets 'round the floor.
I blocked his hole up, just for spite,
jammed it up with gum real tight,
it's hardly cramped his style one bit
but he walks peculiar and can't sit.
