A Tiny Little Mouse

Observed while on my morning walk – A tiny little mouse Went scampering out in the street, A plan I’d not espouse. For he ran willy-nilly With no destination set, Approaching several buildings But no access could he get. He darted back to whence he came, A pile of curbside trash, Then turned around and to Another building he did dash. A fellow walker witnessed this When I said, “Look at that!” He laughed and answered, New York style, “At least it’s not a rat!”