Stood Up
little baby mouse stood up to me had me screaming like a Rollercoaster horror film had every nerve on my body on steal by the time I realized how strong it was It was too late the weight of my foot as I stepped toward it sent tremors thru the floor which then broke our embrace in fear it ran, right onto the sticky paper trap ripping itself apart trying to escape But it was too late As I lifted the edge of the sticky paper to seal close the thing a tear swelled in my eye as I heard the mouse scream
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