Oh Happy Day

Dead Mice,da da da,Dead Mice, da da da, Dead Mice aren't much fun.(yes they are)

They don't come when you call, they don't poop in your house at all, Dead Mice aren't much fun( yes they are). This is to be sung to the tune of "Dead Puppies". It's an old Dr Demento favorite of mine. When I woke up this morning I could not wait to check the traps. Ya know,looking for the bodies. Well there wasn't even one. Then today when the house was quiet due to Gage napping,I heard that wonderful sound "SNAP". There's nothing like the sound of a trap going off. It was the trap in the fireplace. I'm pretty sure they have electronic doors in there. It's like the entry to Walmart. I really could not care less if they suffer. I just don't look. It's my home. If we were a business the Health Dept would red tag us. Tonight as I was sitting here in my room, I heard the "sound" again. Another one at the fireplace. Unfortunately sweet Cady was home and didn't like it. She thought we should free the damn thing. Well, in the first place,,no way. And then of course there was a little matter of extreem bodily damage. Gee, breaks my heart. Do I sound heartless? Oh well. They are vermin,they are the enemy. They gotta go.