A Very Fine Mouse That I Took To Dinner

I had climbed the steep stairs two landings to the top floor Paid the two dollars for my bed in the dorm as I had several nights before Now you were not allowed to sleep here if you were rowdy or real drunk You had to have the "once over" and then take a shower before you got a bunk Lock up your gear and clothes and shoes and get a cotten gown and pair of flippers And if you needed a haircut they had a man with a pair of clippers The requirements were that you get there no later than six at night They sold sandwiches and chips and hot dogs and burgers and the price was alright Another room that had a small television and a few chairs and an old grey rug And also was a bookie who took your bets if you had faith in the mouse called Pug Every evening the small crowd would gather for this special event You had to bet at least a dollar and was worth every red cent For little Pug had been doing this every night for a couple of months and had no fear Except when he would pick a winning piece of food and would be a little tiny cheer The men bet to see what piece of food little Pug would pick and take under the wall Where he and his family lived and he was the provider of food and gave us a ball Been many years ago that I took Pug to dinner For he picked my piece of a cheeto one night and made me a winner