An Urban Thriller Part 1....

There's a mouse in my house.

An unwelcome guest,

A worry, a pain,

An unsightly pest.

For my pragmatic mettle, a test.

I thought I heard something

From my sofa this week

And when I looked up

My eyes caught a streak.

With a scurry, a squeak

It vanished so fast,

I thought it a dream.

No sign 'round the fridge

Where I thought I had seen

A tail most obscene

Disappear.

But last night there were noises

A few rustling sounds

So I tip-toed straight in

Stood my stockinged-feet ground

And waited.

And guess what I found.

With a flick of the switch

The room was alight

And against the white floor tiles

I took in the sight

Of a furry black critter

In flight.

So I turned off the light

And closed off the room.

And this morning I searched,

A harbinger of doom,

For something to rid that pest

From my room.

Now the trap has been set

And I patiently wait

'Til my unwelcome guest

Tempts its unwitting fate

By taking the bait....

Source: Andrea Borges on pinterest

...to be continued