Mouse hunt

We found evidence of mice in work
Some droppings on the floor
Three brave staff entered the room
But not before we kicked the door
 
In the kitchen we stood in a huddle
Looking for more evidence anywhere
All hoping not to spy a mouse
Which would give us all a scare
 
The sad thing is we jumped a foot
When the pipes began to creak
We left the kitchen pretty fast
I’d hate to see us with a squeak
 
Everything that moved that day
Made our hearts all miss a beat
Three brave staff could not wait
To make a safe retreat

Copyright © 2007 Julie L. Preston
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