What Humans Can Do

Once upon a time there was a mouse

Who lived in this broken down shattered old house,

And he ate cheese and peanut butter,

And in the the house lived a nice crazy old nutter,

And people would mock him and throw bricks through his window,

Mostly people who were angry and had no place else to go,

And they threw the bricks in blind jealousy,

For this man lived and not alone but also with a cute little mousey.

 

So for two hundred hours on the people stormed by,

And the only man and mouse just sat there eating their coconut cream pie,

So much was the solace in what they consumed,

That they didn't see the torches that spelled their doom,

The old man did his best to get buckets of water,

And when the mouse was consumed in flamed he wept for it like it were his daughter.

 

And so it went for a few more hours or so till the house was ashes,

The people attacked the rubble, and searched for their hidden stashes,

But it was all consumed, and there was one more man without a home,

And a thousand more people proud to have killed them with fire and stone,

So it seemed to go on ages gone by from a far off day,,

When people don't have it, they want to take it away.