Apple Blossom Mouse

It was early Sunday morning

after Apple Blossom Saturday,

the natives had been restless

seeking different games to play.

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I glanced out of the window

into the parking lot,

and saw a tiny little field mouse

trying to walk, and he could not.

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I thought he had been poisoned,

that pitiful little mouse,

but he had been drinking beer.

What we had here was a mousie little souse!

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His belly was distended and

he staggered when trying to walk.

so I asked Ray Clark to kill him

but Ray ignored all my talk.

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"I'm not going to kill him!" he said

"My name is Ray, it isn't God!

But I will move him out of the driveway

and onto the grassy sod."

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Later that morning, DarDee went out

to police the parking lot.

She picked up an "empty" beer can

and discovered the rodent sot!

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She ran in looking squeamish

saying, "Ella, I feel sick.

I thought the beer can was empty

until something started to kick!"

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I rescued him from DarDee

and in a box I took him home.

I woke up my husband, saying,

"Dear, before you roam

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there's a drunk mouse in my car,

and when he sobers up,

will you take him into the country

and release the drunken pup?"

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Well, this alchoholic rodent

had ingested so much beer

that it took him three days to sober up

and by that time it was clear

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that I had become emotionally

involved with this wee mouse,

so we spent a small fortune to provide him

with his own house.

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We put him on the wagon

and he took it very well.

We furnished his home with cedar chips

to help control the smell.

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Herbie was what we called him,

he stayed with us quite a while.

And every year at Blossom Time,

I remember him with a smile.