To Be a Mouse

As I scurry through the door the fragrance is so sweet. Oh my goshh I need to eat, the air is filled with smells of baking bread. The cookies and cakes are running through my head. The calories I consume are faithful friends... staying with me to the bitter end. The chocolate and raspberry too mmm I shall have two... the decadent flavor meets my taste buds. I will live here for the crumbs. As I look for a hole I see just what I need. Now all I have to do is move in my family. It is nice to be a mouse in these days and times. The wasteful humans feed us right nice.... Copyright2000ACB