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My Short Poem

There's a little mouse in my house that I talk to when I'm lonley,
Because not many people like me who's skinny and bony.
The little mouse runs about and steals all my food,
But one thing I'd never do is cover it's hole with wood.

It runs and runs all through the halls until it reaches the kitchen,
But then it gets caught in the trap and sits there just wishing.
I wish I could be a mouse, running about and free,
But all that I know I'll be is kind and tempered me.
PrincessPerfect0098 PrincessPerfect0098 13-15, F Mar 1, 2012

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