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

Mouse in my house

 A mouse moved into my house last week

It gave a squeak as it tried to speak

I tried Latin, then I tried Greek

But I was feeling weak

And I couldn't explain it plain

That this was my house and he hadn't asked permission to stay

But he stayed, I was lame

He moved into the room upstairs

He began making himself comfortable

At the table and chairs

And certainly the cupboard and the sink

I took a blink

And the food was gone

The Jelly and the scone

The Bacon and bun

But I don't begrudge him his fill

He has had a hard life after all

As a mouse

only now he's as big as a house

He fills the room upstairs

The floor boards creak, each time he squeaks

And it is beginning to drive me spare

He can't even fit through the gate

And I have to bring him his meal on large wood plate

Like a King of old

He holds court from his throne or his bed

And the mouse hoards have listened to every word he has said