Friday, April 10, 2009

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!

6 Comments:

Blogger juliana said...

ha, i can't imagine a mouse being called a louse... good one!

9:39 AM  
Blogger Melli said...

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!

9:54 AM  
Blogger Dragonstar said...

I'm back! I'm back!
I love your mouse poem.

10:35 AM  
Blogger Cherie said...

I hate computer mice more than the "traditional" kind. Thank you for giving voice to my feelings through your poetry. :)

5:30 PM  
Blogger Noe Noe Girl...A Queen of all Trades. said...

What a great poem and what a great poet!

4:09 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

It's awful- Go hide in a mouse house :)

1:21 PM  

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