Five little mice,
Feasting on some booze
One grew up,
He was left loose

Four little mice,
Helping with the chores,
One fell in love,
She ended up under microscopes

Three little mice,
Telling each other tales,
One wanted to study further,
He was found on the rails

Two little mice,
Missing their siblings,
What had become,
Of their little lives?
Were they happy and free?
Perhaps finally feeling alive
Or were they stuck in a repetitive loop?
The one called life

Two little mice,
Wondering what to do
One had enough,
From the twentieth floor she flew

One little mouse,
Left all alone
It looked at what remained,
Of the life he'd once known

One little mouse,
Left all alone
Counting down the seconds,
Til it became nothing more, than flesh and bone

One little mouse,
Left all alone
Thinking about its life
What had he done,
Except eat, sleep and die?

Written on the 29th of August 2022