MICE IN A MAZE

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COUNTRY POEMS



          There are stairs up and down.

          There are stairs that go around and around.

          There are many doors;

          Some lead to other floors.

          Yes it's true, Long, long, halls too.

          

            Mice in a maze.



             There are tears.

             There are fears.

             Every day, we lose our way.

             We get more lost by the hour.

             We know who has the power.

            

               Mice in a maze.



               We are inside something we do not understand.

               We are inside something we do not comprehend.

               We are wondering when it will end.

               This man has a plan, we do not know what.

               We think he is a nut.

              

               Mice in a maze.



               Yes, it's true,

               we don't know what we're supposed to do.

               There are questions, so many questions.

               There are no answers.

               What the heck is the man's plan.

  

               Mice in a maze.



               It's enough to drive a person insane.

               A real brain pain.

               We go from floor to floor trying to find

           the exit door.

               We go from room trying to avoid the boom.



              Oh, mice in a maze.

              Yeah, mice in a maze.

  

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