Honey, There's a Mouse In the House
I opened the back door
He said don't, you know the score
But i didn't listen and in came a mouse
And made his home in our house
We have an open field across the street
It didn't take long to scurry over with his little feet
He decided to come through the door and stay
Now we wish he would just go away
We went to the hardware store
Got three different traps for the floor
We were sure that he would get caught
In the different traps we bought
We got the traps set and put peanut butter and jam
Thought this would get him with a slam
But for some reason it didn't seem to work
I sure all that mouse did was smirk
One day we chased him all over the house
Why are you so smart, you darn little mouse
We put out more butter and bread
Hoping he would come out and want to be feed
Still ,he was not caught
I was getting mighty distraught
So we pulled out the poison seed
He ate it ,so he is gone, indeed
You see we could not catch him with toast
he was a field mouse who ate seeds most
So if you want to catch a mouse in the house
Do like I did, I called my spouse.
Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2008
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