Mouse in My House

There was a mouse in my house and he ran all about.
Putting me all into a panick and I could not have that.
Ripping and running I was scared out my mind, untill I got up the guts to catch his behind.
I laid a trap sticky and he was eventually caught all wiggley but I still had to get him out my home.
Alive he lay there with no where to go, I was still afraid he would bite my toe.
So I wacked him good with a swat of my broom and felt bad because I brought him to his final doom. He's still in my kitchen dead because I am chicken to move him and go on with life.
1 little mouse could create all that strif.
Someone come and get his butt out my kitchen.

That was one of the highlights of my Mother's Day.