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Poor Mrs. ClauseMrs. Clause runs Through the house, She's chasing after A furry little mouse. She swats at him Breaks dishes along the way, She trips over the carpet The little guy got away. She spent all morning Cleans up the house, She would be fine If it weren't for the dang mouse. Santa walks in the door "What's going on my dear?" "GET OUT OF THE WAY SANTA, JUST STAND CLEAR!" You should have seen her It was a real hoot, She's wrecking her house And chasing a mouse to boot. Poor old lady Needs a vacation, Santa should take her place So she can go to the train station. Or, better yet She should travel in Santa's sleigh, Fly through the air with the reindeer That ought to make the mouse go away. Copyright © Cynthia Jones Dec.5/2005 Poor woman. She works so darn hard. She needs some time off. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Send Feedback/Comments |
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