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
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