You may think that I am a louse
‘Cause I wrote you last week ‘bout a mouse
I think in my head
That the critter is dead
There’s no “pitti-pat” in my house.
I tried every trap I could find
He tore them all up left behind
I’ve got him to thank
Just wire and a plank
And a spring that nobody could wind.
So “De-Con” was the weapon we chose
Just a sprinkle right there ‘neath his nose
He ate his self full
‘Til his senses were dull
And now peacefully we can doze.
I “Googled” “a dead mouse” I can say
So many things came up by the way
Just try it and see
You may find there ME
I’ll sell "A Dead Mouse" on EBAY!
Otmer 3/6/07
