A Mouse In the House

I walked into my closet last week dressed in naught but socks and underwear I bent over to pick up my boots surprise-- a furry creature was there So I yelped and jumped back a few steps I’ll say he nearly scared me to death I flung my right work boot at him after I had finally caught my breath Well I missed him by a country mile and he quickly scampered out the door That’s when I took aim with my left boot it thumped and skidded across the floor I chased it round and round the kitchen by now I’d armed myself with a broom I swiped at it Wayne Gretsky style sent it flying into the dining room By now the dog had joined in the chase we were set to show this mouse his tomb When he ran into my wife’s office while she was in a meeting on Zoom Somehow I managed a screeching halt No view of my boxers or the mouse But my angry wife has banished me from playing mouse hockey in the house As for the mouse I have not a clue just where he disappeared to that day I hope he went home and told his kids It’s too crazy here for them to stay