Oh, little mouse, so bold and sly,
You dart about, don't even try
To hide Your love for coconuts, peas,
You sneak around with such great ease.

You're quite the champ at midnight feasts,
A tiny king among other beasts.
Who needs a palace or a throne
When every crack is yours alone?

You nibble on the food I keep,
Then scamper off without a peep.
Your tiny feet, your whiskers twitch,
You leave me wondering, "Which is which?"

So here's to you, my cheeky guest,
The furry fiend I can't arrest.
Keep up the chase, enjoy your spree,
Just stay away from where I see!

A/N: Yeah, we've got a rat problem around here. The pesky little bastard keeps scaring the hell outta me at night—nibbling doors, pushing stuff off tables. Don't have the heart to leave poison, though; the fella's kinda cute.