Building a tiny house
Out of recycled trash
For a tiny mouse
That got in a crash
With a kid on a tricycle
Who forgot to brake
He was licking a popsicle
And made a mistake
Took the tiny mouse
And patched him up
Gave him a tiny douse
In a warm bath
He got a tiny bed
And a tiny couch
He is well fed
In his tiny house
Spent many days
Healing in peace
Watching football plays
And nibbling cheese
When he got better
Released him to the wild
And said bye forever
But after a while
He came back to me
With a tiny friend
To live happily with me
And thats the end
~The end~
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Wow Im actually updating this after so many years. The last couple poems i published here were from when i was just entering my teen years and this one is from my early twenties. Cant say my writing has gotten "better" but i do have fun, which is the point here, at least for me.
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Mediocre Musings Of Whimsy
PoetryRandom (sometimes crappy) poems that I write from time to time. [Slow updates] Do not copy or repost anywhere without my permission please and thank you. All the poems in this book are my own writing.
