Caren Krutsinger Poet Narrative

I Set Out Mousetraps

I set out mousetraps
Not expecting to catch a robber
But I did.

He was a big fellow, full grown
Nigh onto fifty probably.
Wore a mask.

Before I released him I asked him to take it off.
He refused,
And he was rude.

So I made him stay in the kitchen.
And I went back to bed.
Hoping he would change his mind.

By morning he was gone, took my mousetrap too.
Left my front door wide open.
Ruder than rude.

I was thinking this as I sat in my recliner
And reached for my remote.
It was gone, and my TV was gone too.

I hope to never catch that robber again!

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Michelle Faulkner July 5, 2019 at 12:51 PM You must have a pretty powerful mousetrap :) Caren Krutsinger July 6, 2019 at 4:50 AM I was actually picturing him sitting around on a kitchen chair, furious, with a mouse trap on his left hand which is why he got away so easily....