Christmas Mouse Poems

Yelling “ha ha ha!” Christmas mouse jumped out of the holly.
Lit by a streetlight that is hidden in a wreath with an elf so jolly.
The...

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Mistletoe mouse is coming! He will be here at three!
My grandmother was singing this with gusto and glee.
Who is he? I asked, what can he...

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Bethlehem nights were far colder than the bright sunlit days,
  as creatures in the stable were taken out to graze.

The ox, the ass, the...

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I want to be an ornament when I grow up the mouse said.
Did he want to be on the side of green or red?
Holly voted...

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Tiny delicate dainty mouse in a Christmas box
You were left in the woodlands by a foxy fox. 
He knew you’d be found by the man...

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The joyful merry exuberant Christmas mouse is coming!
The Christmas mouse is coming! The Christmas mouse is coming!
I thought my aunt was daffy; she has never...

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 One Froggy Christmas Eve

A Frog went a-courtin' one Christmas Eve
Arms full of flowers for his latest squeeze 
She is a sweet tiny mouse who's...

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Jittery glittery tree
A mouse ran up the Christmas tree
Scaring the life from the fairy
Cat did too, with dog in pursuit 
'Twas a fiasco and quite...

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The Mouse

I am small and I do not matter. 
Only to those that care, 
if I live and breathe, 
but that is okay...
as they are...

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The Cat or the Mouse

Oh no…
Where’s the …? 
The kids are here, 
unexpectedly. 

Why don’t they call?
Give us a little warning. 
We can not party...

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The Fashion Zebra

I am a flake. 
That is the term for people that do not follow through. 
It may not be fair. I have spent...

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The New Preacher, 
“Hear My Words”

Are you listening. 
I am saying things very clearly. 
You need to keep trying. 
Are you talking to me?
Am I...

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The Garden at Grandma’s

The house is quiet, the chores are all done. 
We have gathered in the place out back. 
There is pit for a...

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Mirror Mirror

Do not lie. I know that you want to. 
I know that you may need to.  
I am broken, and soon…
You will be...

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Dark Times

Times we celebrate, to be who we are not. 
Bleak times, diseased remembrances. 
Why?
You know.
You know because deep inside…

You have hid under a blanket...

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