A mouse! A mouse!
There's a mouse in the house!
It scarpers up and down the stair,
We have no idea where's its lair,
It's got us all pulling at our hair,
We've got to learn to fight unfair!
'Cos now we have to watch out for our food,
Leaving things as they were's no good!
For this mouse can be hygienically rude,
It doesn't care for where it's poo'ed!
A mouse! A mouse!
There's a mouse in the house!
We saw it last night in the hall,
It came and stood, a mouse-height tall!
On two feet it looked at us with gall,
This mouse, it really has some balls!
A mouse! A mouse!
There's a mouse in the house!
We're wondering how to rid this pest,
Which way, we wonder, is the best?
Cage, trap, glue, or poison; lest,
It brings it's family and all the rest!
A mouse! A mouse!
A frickin' mouse is in the house!
5 comments:
A mouse! A mouse you say?
You saw the pest yesterday?
Make haste! And plan for its demise!
Lest the mouse become mice!
If the mouse is kinda small, better to use the glue as they can escape from the cages. If its big, use the cage of course and subsequently you can plan out its death sentence.
Normally, we just leave some food outside the house for it. Kitchen scrap + leftovers.
Love the poem.
What did you do to it in the end?
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