Oh, my dear,
why get something you fear?
Why let you too yourself scare?
Sorry, it's just that I care.
Now it's lost in the house,
you wanted the mouse.
You on top of the chair,
me looking everywhere.
Merry Christmas
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Author:
Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Some decisions. You realize too late that is was the wrong choice you made.
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Comments2
Kids had hamsters and they got loose found them under the washer after a week or two. They made a second break and went back. The only place safe from the cat. A fun read well written
A nice bit of fun, my chuckle for the day.
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