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londonbard) wrote2006-03-20 09:30 pm
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the second mouse.
The second was a pirate of a mouse,
a swaggering brute who saw no need to truckle,
Who ran upon the worktops without fear,
and stole the bread with flair and with swashbuckle.
(that's when I bought the traps,
That kitchen's mine!
Two females in a kitchen won't agree
I got the traps and baited them with care,
and somehow never doubted she was she
(and in one day I caught the family.
a swaggering brute who saw no need to truckle,
Who ran upon the worktops without fear,
and stole the bread with flair and with swashbuckle.
(that's when I bought the traps,
That kitchen's mine!
Two females in a kitchen won't agree
I got the traps and baited them with care,
and somehow never doubted she was she
(and in one day I caught the family.
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came rodent forces for revenge
uncles, cousins, brothers. nieces
a hundred squeaking vengfull meeces
Their little teeth as sharp as razors
cut through doors like Stership Phasers
They ate the legs off chairs cand tables
they even munched the tin can lables
till
took off for Scotland at the double.
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a hearty laugh to start my day!