Marilyn Shepperson

Rookie (4th September 1949 / Hounslow. Middx)

A Mouse - Poem by Marilyn Shepperson

He had eaten his fill
Of the food left uncovered
In the pantry, by the busy wife
Whom in her haste
Had left it unprotected.
Satiated, he escaped,
Through the hole, he'd made
In the door, to the outside.
Through the garden and under the gate
Into the fields, whose long grasses
He knew would hide him from hawks above
Just then, he felt his tail trapped
And turning with a frightened squeak
Found himself gazing into the emerald eyes
Of a striped, be-whiskered monster
That opened its' mouth to show
Scimitar like teeth and who purringly said
'My, my, what a surprize'.

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Comments about A Mouse by Marilyn Shepperson

  • Gold Star - 4,841 Points Patricia Grantham (10/9/2013 9:33:00 AM)

    What a cute poem this is. Tale of the little mouse who thought
    that he had it all. Only to die at the hands of a cat who ate him
    and had a ball. I had to laugh at this very delightful write.
    Good. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 20, 2009



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