Mice tell on me

Written Sept. 6, 2017

I walk barefoot,
I tip-toe
I dare not wake the
Stillness of the night,
But floorboards 'eek'
Refrigerator handles squeak,
And the mice tell on me
the next morning
When my wife
Can't find her cheese.

Reviews

[Gee]

Cheese at bedtime, no, no, no Maxwell, tis the stuff of nightmares. And then for the nice to grass you up to the trouble 'n' strife, set the traps !!
Light hearted piece, easy to read.

[Kelly Scheppers]

I have an entourage that follows me into the kitchen, so I try to limit my midnight raids as much as I can. It's difficult to say the least when attempting to "sneak" cheese when you've got three cats staring at you.

I love the diversity of this, they way it reads and just the winsome delight of it. Refreshing, indeed!

[Dr. YumnaKay]

This made me smile. Ah, those late-night cravings! lol
Good one :)

[Maxwell Ryder]

AWWWW!! Thank you for the read and the post.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

:D you're welcome, Maxwell.

[Chris Shaw]

Fun poem Maxwell. Yes the sounds of the night, and each home will have their own. I have a noisy hall light switch and a floorboard that creaks on the landing. Feeling peckish in the night eh? Too much cheese gives you bad dreams (so say the old wives).

Chris