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!”
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