Mouse Tales

Annie mouse heard Betty say,
“Sally, put that trap away.”
She swung her tail from side to side
And stole the cheese with a sideways glide.

“Betty, baby, come and see,
This little rodent bothering me.
Her whiskers are so long and gray
And she stole the cheese and got away.”

Annie mouse walked over to me
Where we lived in a box of Pictionary.
I picked up the pencil in my little mouse maw
Imagined the humans and started to draw.

“Betty, baby, come and see -
Is this a picture you drew of me?”
Sally held my drawing near
And Betty glanced and sipped her beer.

There were hearts and flowers
And feminine powers
And women in love unaware
Of two little mice beneath the game room chair.