About a month ago
There was a dormouse
Who found his little way
Into my tukel house.
He got into an open drawer
And chewed on a plastic bag
Until I appeared
And his face filled with fear
But then he got away.
The next night the crinkling
Of the bag was there again
With my shoe I rushed
And again his face flushed
But then he got away.
Mom and Char I didn’t tell you
That was the week you came
But I removed the temptation
The bag was packed away
And I placed a mega rat trap
In the drawer in its place.
No dormouse did I hear
The drawer was quiet
Until this early morning
When I heard clanking by it.
The drawer was making noise again
But there was no bag to chew!
I opened the drawer fast
And found a mouse trapped
And I whacked it with my stick and my arrow and my shoe.
I threw that dormouse outside
And the puppies came and ate it
No more will it come inside
And the trap, I think I’ll bait it!
For the one that got away
Thought he was a hot shot
But I, the human, was victorious
And this time he did not.


