I feel pity for the mouse
Who fell into my bathtub
Moments after I filled it with water
To prepare for my soak and rub.
I watched him swim
For such a very long time,
How he struggled for his life
Which to me is not worth a dime.
He chewed my papers,
And stole guitar picks,
And when food was out
I'm sure he chanced a lick.
No love lost
Between this man and beast;
Are there mice in Heaven?
I really don't care the least.
I took a stick
And whisked him under;
Coming to my tub
Surely this one's ultimate blunder.
He breathed his last,
This fiend no more be,
And with one final flush
I buried him at sea.