Jan Sand

There is a Mouse
Inside my house
who comes outside to see
When he comes out
I look at him
And he looks at me

With his teeth
He mines my walls
To make his living room
and hall.
My architecture,
No conjecture,
For his pragmatic taste.
My house is just a warmer hole
To make his Winter living space
Where Summer always seems to be.
When he comes out
I look at him
And he looks at me.

The round small eyes
To take in facts
Like shiny headed ball top tacks
Regard me with but little fear.
Just let me sneeze -
He'll disappear.
But sometimes,
When I'm drinking tea,
Then he comes out.
I look at him
And he looks at me.

Since he's the guest
And I'm the host
I sometimes offer him
Some toast
Which he accepts most gratefully.
And as he eats
I look at him
And, he looks at me.

I do not mind,
In my house,
A single solitary mouse.
But it can happen frequently
Mice start their own
I cast a worried look at him,
And he looks at me.

If he brings a girlfriend home
With her suitcase, brush and comb,
To have a family,
Soon every nook and every cranny
Will fill with kids and aunts and granny!
Frankly, that's a bit too many.
Nervously, I look at him,
And he looks at me.

If he over-multiplies
He'll fill the walls
With small mouse cries.
They'll gaze at me,
Near and far,
Eyes like
Russian caviar.
They'll drill my walls
Like Swiss cheese
Admitting in
The Winter breeze
And we'll cough and gasp and sneeze!
This is what I could forsee.
Panicking, I look at him
And he looks at me.

Toast in paw,
He looks at me
Trusting in humanity
Gnawing very steadily
Extending friendship readily.
"Oh well", I think,
"I'm sure he's single.
Let him stay and hang his shingle.
Allow this fellow to exist.
Perhaps he's a misogynist!"
My house is nice, we both agree.
I smile at him.
He grins at me.

My house is like the Earth,
You see.
There's room for him
And room for me.
But we must plan
Most carefully
So space for both of us
Is free.
I at my chair, he in his hole
Can make it very comfortably.
I wipe my mouth,
He scrubs his nose.
I nod my head to him, and he
Shows his tail to me.

Breakfast Mouse illustration Jan Sand

Jan can be contacted at: [email protected]

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