Ode to Mice

Leave them mice alone
Let them wander through your home
Eat little holes into your walls
Let them scamper up and down the halls

Leave them mice alone
Let them grow up on their own
Give them places for mousey beds
Protect their little mousey heads

And sometimes late at night
When you and your boyfriend had a fight
Those little mouseys, they just might
Not give a damn

But when you curl up in bed by yourself
And you're hoping that somebody else
Can feel your anguish, up there on the shelf
They'll be eating SPAM

So leave them mice alone
Leave them lots of styrofoam
And sweaters, and pink insulation stuff
Make sure that they have enough

Leave them mice alone
Don't call the Orkin man on the phone
Those little mouseys
They are your friends

Neale Pickett
neale@woozle.org
+NealePickett