Friday, March 30, 2007

A poem for Friday

It was not dead mousey-mouse
Smelling up my housey-house.

Twas a larger ratty-rat.
Glad that I disposed of that.

Where he entered our abode?
Somethings are simply never know'ed.
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1 comment:

  1. kris8:00 PM

    This wins for post of the weekend.

    Glad you disposed of that. ;)

    cheers!

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