by Tenebris

Created on: July 01, 2008

Reply of the Mouse to Bobbie Burns

O man! how you babble
cold fragile sounds that carry
through what was once my home.

Is it an apology? so,
I will gnaw down the timbers of your house
and see if you feel an apology sufficient.

I have no home
no home, do you understand that, man?
Such as I have no time for frigid philosophy.

Carefully I laid it out
buried in the sheltered clods
safe from the icy spring winds;

My mate and my young hid there
they huddled away from your iron tooth
only I ran how I wish I had not!

I will make the unplanned pilgrimage
Man, to your home and your cat
and if I can bring the beams down on your head

I won't be content
but it will be a start

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