Trespassers Must Pay!

Written by: Mary Nagy

I thought I saw a mouse.
It ran behind the heater.
My daughter jumped and screamed so loud
I thought I'd have to beat her! 

I grabbed the kitchen mop.
My son, he grabbed the broom
but all we did was scare the thing
and chase it from the room.

I guess I'm not too helpful
when I'm standing on the chair
but I'm not going near that room
until it's out of there! 

I hate  the change of seasons
because it never fails.
There's bound to be the visits
from their tiny little tails.

I know it's mean to say this
but I've set a nasty trap.
The one sound that I love to hear 
is that vicious little.....
SNAP! 


For all you ''mousy lovers''
forgive my evil ways
but trespassers are trespassers
and here....trespassers pay!