House To Let

There once was a mouse
Who set up her house
In a great big chunk of cheese.

And when she was hungry
She broke off a bit,
And never said “Thank you” or “Please”.

But one fine day,
As she nibbled away, She ate up her own front door.

“Oh dear!” said the mouse.

“Now I can’t lock my house.
I’m afraid I must move once more!”

∼ Porter G., Hilda Offen, Pradera, Esme Eve, Alan Jesset, Richard Hooke