the mouse in the house….

the mouse in the house

why did you make…
that little scratching noise…
just when I walked by…
and drew my attention…
to you hiding behind me…
in the pantry I will find you…
you fuzzy little rat…
why don’t you just scat…

where are you hiding…
you silly little rat…
tossing stuff out…
I began my attack…

oh my! in the flour bag…
you did play…
it made you look a ghostly gray…

no where left for you to hide…
you ran out and tried to flee…

Oh you ghastly little rat…
on my foot you dared to sat…
such a scream they all did hear…
when you came out from hiding…
and ran again to disappear…
but on my foot you stopped …
and sat…

who knew I could jump so high…
with such a scream I was…
hoping I could fly
far away from that feeling…
of your fuzzy little hide…
touching my foot…
I reached for the sky

OMG! I tried to fly
an elbow in the chest…
as I came back down…

oh you silly men…
just standing there you were…
swords and daggers…
ready for the attack…
all for just one…
silly little rat…

and they think I am…
the only one afraid …
of that little ghastly rat…

just get out of my way…
for I will not stay and play…
with that rat in the cupboard…
like ole mother Hubbard…

Written by
Asha`di
May 2010
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