We'd a mouse in our kitchen,
So sorry to say,
And the poor little rodent
Was quite in the way.
Why couldn't he go
To the field 'cross the street?
There were nice, juicy weeds there-
And plenty to eat.
Could it be he was lonely
And liked to be here
Where the family's friendly,
With smiles and good cheer?
Yes, we're friendly and cheerful
And warm-hearted, too.
But a mouse in our kitchen?
Now what should we do?
We weren't planning to poison
Our little gray mouse;
That would be downright sad
For his little gray spouse!
Snapping traps are just awful-
The sound makes us sick.
We all thought he should live
But just go away, quick!
So we taped the 'Meow! '
Of our neighbor's old cat,
And we played it so loud,
The mouse fled, just like THAT!
In the field he still tells
Of that strange paradox-
He escaped from a LION
Concealed in a box!
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