Big Mouth

Tammy titmouse became unable to talk

Each time she tried she’d utter a squawk

Finally, crawling out from under her rock

She ventured out to see the talk Doc

 

The route to take was very full of concern

Scary swamp creatures round every turn

She hoped to find a big buddy escort

But no buddy nowhere offered support

 

Finally resigning herself to walking alone

If there were problems, she had her I-phone

She tried batting eyes at a guy driving by

But from a Mouse! Not worth a try

 

By a rock, was a skateboard left unused

Pon this baby, to the talk doc she cruised

Blowing intersections, she thought too sweet

Till she fell off by a Traffic Copper’s flat feet

 

He grabbed her by the back of the neck

Promptly demanding, “Hey what the heck?”

But when opened her mouth to speak

She only sound offered was a weak squeak

 

Down to the station they went on their feet

To find her rap sheet say she was a repeat

An unsympathetic Judge gave ‘that’ look

And immediately, he was throwin ‘the book’

 

In the slammer, handcuffed to a chair

With surly inmates all giving the stare

Then assigned a bunk, back of the cell

Had this trip to the Doc not going so well

 

Not being inclined to stay in a room full of hicks

Somehow, she had to find a way out of this fix

Then when the food tray arrived at end of day

The cell door left open as the guard presented his tray

 

He undid her handcuffs and gave her a spoon

In a flash she was out of the room

Through his legs and across cell floor

Up the back stairs and out the back door

 

She waved her arm as a taxi drove past

Of prison life, she was completely miscast

While telling the driver, she was too tired to walk

She realized she had once again begun to talk

 

But her voice was now so terribly loud

Even when whispering, she attracted a crowd

She was so small and so big was her voice       

Back under her rock was her sad choice

 

That night at a huge rap concert

The PA system went completely inert

A solution was needed PDQ

The organizer knew just what to do

 

He called on Tammy neath her home rock

Explained what he wanted with a brief talk

He wanted to use her voice, it being super loud

To replace the PA and organize the crowd

 

Now whenever they put on a show

The organizers now know just where to go

They use her as the MC for each dance

With electricity, they’re not taking a chance

                                         

Reviews

[FGFRANKLIN]

A trumpeting mouse is certainly more likely to get a peanut more often than a muted elephant. At least she found her vocation. ;)

[Dave Brown]

altho I understand her eardrums are now suffering your is a qualify assessment for which I am most grateful
again, enjoy the new year

[Gee]

Lol, you must have a lot of free time on your hands Dave and a ready supply of hallucinogenic drugs:)))
Hope you are well

[Dave Brown]

It helps me suffer through hockey games that "My" team keeps losing
Have a jolly holiday season

[Gee]

Time to change your allegiance:))

[Dave Brown]

Oh my G** Gee
Only now, after suffering heart ompalpulizationing, am I able to get back up off the floor after such a horrific suggestion

[Gee]

LMAO...like my beloved Liverpool Football Club

[Chris Shaw]

Quite the story teller. I would love to know the inspiration for this epic write Dave. Hope you had a wonderful Christmas and all good wishes for the new year.

Chris

[Dave Brown]

Haha
Have no idea where it came from, it just started bumbling out
Thanks for visit and hope you also enjoy the new year
BTW, very warm here - setting records - 0 snow which is where our summer well water comes from.
We may have to "Escape to the City"
Adios

[Pete]

that's some mouse and some "tail" - should probably introduce her to steamboat Willie (better known as mickey) ... :)

[Dave Brown]

you R the funny guy

[John the Baptist]

Whatever you were smoking when you wrote this, I want some of it.

[Dave Brown]

sound like you have left Covid in the past

[John the Baptist]

Almost. I have learned a lesson, though: Always wear your mask. I intend to be buried in mine.

[Dave Brown]

L O L