I Found My Mouse!

Or rather the inestimable Don told me where to look!
I spent hours looking – in the wrong place!
But now I know where the computer’s secret hiding place is!
Thanks Don

Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house
No-one was stirring, ‘cept one little mouse.
The night it was dark and black as a coal
As Santa came flying down from the North Pole.

He climbed in the chimney with a grunt and a snort
And slithered on down, ‘til his belt he got caught.
But brave little Mousie the problem did see,
And squeaked out quite loudly ‘I’ll soon have you free!’

He squeezed up the chimney, it was rather tight
Caught hold of the belt and started to bite.
He nibbled and chewed, and with a final big Chump!
He chewed through the belt, and Santa went Thump!

He climbed from the grate, then with a big frown
Realised he’d no belt, as his trousers fell down
.
But Mousie was brave, and quite clever too;
He said ‘Never fear, I know what to do.’
He shinned up the tree, and was back in a flash
With some nice silver tinsel to make Santa a sash.

‘Oh Mousie,’ cried Santa, ‘You wonderful creature,
That’s perfect to cover my very best feature.’
He hitched up his trousers and tied a big bow,
And said ‘Right now Mousie, before I must go

Choose any present, and it shall be yours.’
Mousie twitched his long tail and rubbed his short paws.
‘Oh Santa’ he said, ‘If it’s all right with you
I’d like that big chunk of ripe Danish Blue.’

It will see me through Christmas and into New Year.
‘Then take it!’ cried Santa. ‘And be of good cheer.’
With a final Ho-Ho and a bit of a wheeze
Santa shot up the chimney – but left Mousie the cheese!

thank goodness that d*** wind has gone!