Poems

Mouse

There once was a mouse
Who lived in a house
For as they do May
A old woman took care of the tiny mouse
But as her life turn into despair
She wither away into the darkness a may
The mouse had slowly gone to shiver
Then the men in white lab coats came
And the mouse grew a horrible mane
Screeching, screaming
Every night without falter
For the mouse wanted to play no more games
It broke out
Slaughtering everyone in its path
For the mouse now wanders
Vagrantly 'till death
For the seconds count
'Till it shall strike again