PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I wake and stretch the stiff sleep

Out of my spine paralized

And I  greet thee dawn

With a twitch of the eye

And a wiggle of the whiskers

And as I seem my prey

Set safely in the mousetrap

I do not notice anything

But the little cube of cheddar cheese

Placed to trick a poor old eye

Until Jack has sprung out of the box

TO show off his rodential face

And as I run I never gain a pace

Trapped inside a hampster wheel

Dashed like pepper nowhere fast

So they can all point fingers and giggles