The Mouse With the Hat
he wore a tiny boater hat,
my mouse who played guitar,
and patrons at the local pub
cheered, "wow, you've got a star!"
but then some talent-scout came in
while mouse strummed on the bar …
"because he cannot sing," he groused,
"he'll never make it far."
Copyright © David Bose | Year Posted 2024
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