"What is this and why won't it let me out, " a mouse might say,
Humans are the bad guys here,
Humans might get on bended knee waiting for you to fall for their trick,
They know you too well,
You see your favorite snack and think you won't get hurt,
Humans are wheeling you in,
The trick is really a jail cell,
Let's just say that your fate is not good.
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