Poem -

Victim Like A Mouse

There's a place,
In this world,

Where things are not so ace.

 

There's a house,

On this land,

Where there is a little mouse.

 

This little mouse,

In the town,

Is the reason why people frown.

 

There's a frown,

The mouse is pushed down,

And the people just laugh away. 

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