A Mouse Crossed My Path
A tiny mouse tip-toed cross my path
Arose immediately my wrath
Set for him, a pungent mousetrap
Filled with muenster cheese
Tingling all over, anticipating a bloodbath
I cringed at myself, a bona fide psychopath
Gloating over the creature's perceived unease
How dare he forget to say "Please?"
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2020
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