Observed while on my morning walk –
A
tiny little mouse
Went
scampering out in the street,
A
plan I’d not espouse.
For
he ran willy-nilly
With
no destination set,
Approaching
several buildings
But
no access could he get.
He
darted back to whence he came,
A
pile of curbside trash,
Then
turned around and to
Another
building he did dash.
A
fellow walker witnessed this
When
I said, “Look at that!”
He
laughed and answered, New York style,
“At
least it’s not a rat!”
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