Thursday, August 19, 2010

One Brown Mouse




Some beer was spilled on the barroom floor
When the pub was shut for the night.
When from out of his hole crept one brown mouse
Who stood in the pale moonlight.

He lapped up the frothy foam from the floor
Then back on his haunches he sat,
And all night long you could hear the mouse roar,
"BRING ON THE FUCKING CAT!"