Squeaky the (Poor) Church Mouse

Squeaky and his buddies resided somewhere deep within the church's organ. That elusive rodent was the bane of the pastor, The Reverend Doctor Morgan! The reverend almost lost his religion a time or two dealing with sneaky Squeaky, Since he and his troublesome pals at inopportune times could be rather cheeky! The doughty Ladies Aid Committee "religiously" prepared the communion bread. There were 500 saints at The First Baptist Church whose souls must be fed. For Communion Sunday, each Saturday they stored the bread on kitchen shelves. 'Twas an invitation for Squeaky and his squad to "commune" and gorge themselves! The formidable Miss Freda Wringerhands had been the organist for forty years. Hitting a wrong note on the old pump organ was one of her greatest fears! She was puzzled by a strange "mousy" squeak that was occasionally heard. The reverend doctor gave her a very reproving glare whenever that occurred! Just as the reverend doctor finished his prayer and prepared to preach, A screech awoke Mr. Clyde Backslider who shouted, "son uvva beech!" His wife Grace fled down the aisle screaming, "Lord, have mercy on me!" Squeaky had abruptly scaled her panty hose and was playing about her knee! The Reverend Doctor Morgan did all he could to bring about Squeaky's demise, But his kith and kin multiplied and produced generations of impish mice! With the antics of Squeaky the tolerant congregation was somewhat bemused, But the long-suffering Reverend Doctor Morgan was not at all amused! Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired © All Rights Reserved