The Mouse

We had to move the furniture
To discover what was there
Afraid of what we might uncover
Back behind the chair

The stench had taken over
We couldn't even bear it
Grown into something greater
In our desire not to share it

When we finally found the culprit
The mess that we discovered
Trying to figure out just how long
It'd been decaying undercover

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vickyb said...