The Mouse- Day 11 poem
April 11- Poem a Day
The Mouse
A mouse, a mouse , a mouse
they called It a mouse
Why . When nobody I know
Wants a mouse in the house
My cat won’t touch it
To her it’s not a mouse
And it really really irritates
My loving spouse
But it’s not alive you know
It s a computer mouse
It could be worse of course
They could have called it louse
But it's
A mouse, a mouse, a mouse!
The Mouse
A mouse, a mouse , a mousethey called It a mouse
Why . When nobody I know
Wants a mouse in the house
My cat won’t touch it
To her it’s not a mouse
And it really really irritates
My loving spouse
But it’s not alive you know
It s a computer mouse
It could be worse of courseThey could have called it louse
But it's
A mouse, a mouse, a mouse!
posted by Dr.John at 7:12 AM
6 Comments:
ha, i can't imagine a mouse being called a louse... good one!
This poem is adorable! I LOVE it! I haven't thought of a THING yet -- I'm waaaaaay too busy! I think the poem has to wait until when I collapse this evening! As will Bri's story! ... but I'll GET there!
I'm back! I'm back!
I love your mouse poem.
I hate computer mice more than the "traditional" kind. Thank you for giving voice to my feelings through your poetry. :)
What a great poem and what a great poet!
It's awful- Go hide in a mouse house :)
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