Mouse is a good mouse, most of the time.
A kind soul is he, to your heart and to mine.
He likes to see the good. He likes to see the love.
A critter like him should run away and that would be enough.
But along comes Hawk, and makes him think he's not.
Little did Mouse know, only Hawk would rot.
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cozen
Poetryverb. to deceive, win over, or induce to do something by artful coaxing... 'I didn't mean it Mouse. Please, you need to see.' Mouse looked at his leg, the gash on his knee. He knew what he'd say would soon stop the bleed. 'I'd believe you if it was...
