frances frost
The wood mouse and his wife
who came to live with me
were curious about
my husky minstrelsy .
When I burst forth in song
if you could call it that
they'd peer down from their beam
big eared, bright eyed, and fat
and squeak accompaniment.
Mouse musically inclined,
they liked the sounds and crumbs
produced by humankind
And I was overwhelmed
at such an audience
conducting with their tails
The Pirates of Penzance!
