Little Mice


We are all like little mice banging away at the dice.
One roll your move,
two roll’s my move,
three roll’s life turns. 

Hammer and nail the little mice left a bread trail.
Cities grew so did there crumbs.
Poor little mice forgot to think twice. Each little mouse got caught in a vice.

© By Amanda D Shelton

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