Hickory dickory dock
The mouse ran up the clock
Dunkin and Phoebe played tag
Till the mouses tail wouldnt wag
While Rich and I were asleep
We didnt hear narry a peep
The body was dropped on the bed
And was found in the morning quite dead.
When I screamed and woke up the hubs
He used his cane to pound him like a club
Again I screamed, NO BLOOD
So in the loo he was flushed in a flood
That was our story on Monday
You could say it was a fun day
Excitement was in the house
In the form of a little field mouse.