Photo from American Pest company.
When I was in my prime
There was a mouse upstairs on the farm
I wanted to do it no harm
I sheparded it into a corner where it had nowhere to go
I put down the flat side of a trash can and it went in there ever so slow
I lifted the can and went outside with the mouse in tow
Where to dump it I did not know
I had a pen full of chickens
I wondered if they might consider it finger lickens
To my surprise
There was delight in their eyes
The first chicken grabbed it and tried to run with it
The other chickens would have none of it
They chased the one with the mouse
All over the chicken house
The mouse went from beak to beak
A nice warm dinner they did seek
I finally turned my eyes away
Not wanting to see the carnage that day
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