Now long ago and faraway
Before the sun came out to play
A little mouse peeked out his hole
And wandered off to take a stroll.
“To see the world before I die”
While asking why, ’twas his reply
His aim, to share with other mice
He brought a bag of pilfered rice.
He traveled far, across the street
In hopes that others he would meet
But on the way with this and that
He ran into an alley cat.
The battle left no great surprise
As mousey met his sad demise
I’d like to think the moral is
Enjoy your home and mind your biz !
Claire V. Bogdanos 