The Dimly Lit House
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There’s a dimly lit house where a chicken sh*t mouse
Hides in a hole from the man and his spouse
He’s easy to please
Just leave him some cheese
And you won’t find a hole in your best Levi Strauss
But it’s easy to see when it’s fait accompli
And your new denim pants have a hole in one knee
To take care of that
They bought a big cat
Then somehow that one hole had turned into three
His wife bought those jeans so it started a row
She quipped why don’t you chase that mouse with a cow
They had quite a spat
Which frightened the cat
The mouse laughed and said so who’s chicken sh*t now?
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Whoever said cats could catch mice were all liars
The man left the house and drove off - screeching tyres
He looked pretty grim
The house was still dim
That damned little mouse had chewed right though the wires
Copyright © Terry Flood | Year Posted 2023
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