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A Guest
Little tiny mouse,
why are you in my house?
Out the back door,
there are fields aplenty.
Down by the creek,
there is water, afresh.
In the corn crib,
there is more to eat.
In the barn,
there is more to do.
Adventures abound...
Here there is only our home.
We must protect it from you.
Small mouse, get out...
of my house.
I did not invite you in,
and you are not allowed to stay.
No way!
Copyright © Ann Foster | Year Posted 2022
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