Poetry

Monday, 9 June 2025

To catch a mouse or Mouse trap

 When I see yer running sound

To the forests of the ground

Then I pity man or mole

Who happen treadeth on your black hole

That badger trap

That black pit pole

Which reaches back for rat or vole

And closes snap on nose or tail

Oh what a shame to be slow as a snail

Oh fail once they call you mouse

Fail twice its as bad as louse

But snap that trap

As fast as a cat

The tail which tails the vole or rat

Will bite at that

 

And never redeem, though he may bite through

But be he mouse or be he shrew

You get his house

He won’t love you

He’ll douse and dance

And pounce and prance

As if the wood were burning down

And chance a slip, a skip away from palm

He’ll dash away from harm

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