Black Mouse Invasion
You invade my house.
You invade my life.
You invade my dreams.
Am I seeing things?
Or is it a black mouse invasion.
I get chills from just seeing your wee head peak out. As you scurry away so fast from where you have been hiding.
Am I seeing things?
Or is it a black mouse invasion.
As you climb over everything in sight. Your slender wee body slinging and weaving about.
Am I seeing things?
Or is it a black mouse invasion.
You move so fast, blink and your gone.
By Jacqueline King
(Sunday 8th October 2023) (C)
Copyright © Jacqueline King | Year Posted 2023
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