PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Mouse Strike.

There has been a strike in my old house,

it was started off by the family mouse,

They grumbled I did not give them enough cheese,

You know I really do my best them all to please.

They have food in the morning enough for them all,

food a plenty at dinner time when I do them all call.

Then they have lots more fresh cheese at night,

also jellied creams much to their great delight.

Now the fairies have joined in the strike you know,

whenever there is mischief they will always have a go.

Here in my old armchair I sit with a frown on my old face,

I just cannot keep feeding them all at this terrific pace.

I have a magic wand given to me by the Fairy Queen,

I use it mainly to keep my large old house fairly clean.

How can I give the mice more food each and every day?

they will all get fat and lazy and want no more to play.

The fairies I banished and sent quickly back to Fairyland,

the truth is they were getting completely out of hand.

I told the mice for its fresh milk I would buy them a cow,

They could make cheese and butter I have all the know-how.

Soon we had a nice going butter and cheese-making dairy,

The person in charge was a real grumpy retired old Fairy.

Now the unusual strike has come to a very happy end,

My relationships with the mice are nicely on the mend.

The fairies have all come back to play in my old house,

I sit in my comfortable old armchair with nary a grouse.