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A mouse got into our house
And terrorized my spouse
A comical event
Much energy spent
For he put up a fight
With all of his might
“Out he must go!” my wife cried in fear
I sprang into action, “Whatever, my dear.”
The battle was waged over many a night
While we peacefully snored, he would nibble and bite
The traps were checked each morning at dawn
Only to find that the bait was long gone
How does this happen I said to myself?
He must be some kind of magical elf (Yeah, I know. That’s a stretch.)
A PJ ride sent my wife into orbit
The mouse’s life, he surely must forfeit
But time and again he eluded my trap
My spouse grew tired putting up with my crap
But finally the day we’d been waiting for came
And I was about to escape from the blame
Springing from bed, I arose with the sun
And discovered, at last, that the struggle was won!
I’d vanquished my prey, victory was mine
The small hapless creature would no longer dine
On the scraps and the crumbs that he found in our house
No longer a nuisance, he was now a dead mouse
My bride rejoiced and clapped with delight
She could now go to bed and not sleep with a light
Happiness returned to our everyday lives
Because of the rodent’s untimely demise
Sadly, removing him cost him his life
But it made me a hero in the eyes of my wife!
Poetry At Play 