Hearing Mice Giggle
The mice cavort and squeak and laugh.
I offer them my autograph.
They dance and hide under the couch.
Their waltzing prowess I can vouch.
I hear giggles every day.
They are my friends in every way.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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