'twas early morning at the house,
a breeze was toying with the trees.
Inside the pantry lived a mouse,
who nibbled there on Allan's cheese.
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This is a true story, as observed from the safety of my hundredmilehouse.All events and characters existed prior to the catastrophe. No names have been changed to protect the innocent, for the logical reason that there are none. The person rating this low has a sense of humour only a few disadvantaged mothers could like. H