A Mouse Tale
There once was a jolly old man
Who needed to go to the can;
‘Twas Christmas Eve night,
He’d held it in tight,
Should have gone before he began.
And now came the very last house,
Took a seat though felt quite the louse;
He hadn’t been seen,
He’d get away clean --
Alas, he was caught by the mouse.
Inspired by Carolyn Devonshire’s contest and accompanying picture.
Copyright © deb radke | Year Posted 2018
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