Mice Came to Dinner

Mice Came To Dinner

Raman noodles my favorite meal
prepared with broccoli, celery,
stirred in Cajun sauce

Nightfall came I settled down, for my slumber
but sleep fled from my eyes
sore and tired

In the silence of night my peace disturb
I hear crunch, crunch
behind my dresser drawers

Who is there munching my noodles
the annoying little mice from the night before
chewing on papers behind my nightstand

Touch of my lamp
I sit upon my bed
darkness depart
silence once more

Another touch of my lamp
night dreams I prepare to fall asleep
quiet at last his feast has ended

Crunch, crunch I jump to my feet
turning on the lights
what will I do to end the nightmare
deacon tonight is you demise

I prepared this last meal for you to dine
but on my noodles you did eat,
you choose not to take a bite

Crunch; crunch a third night
who will win this battle of the minds?
Me, I will not be outwitted tonight

My Ramón you love so much
I will prepare for in the wee hours of twilight
Ramón and deacon served in a box

Lights out maybe you will go
and not return
sweet dreams I have tonight

My eyes close I fall asleep
at last rejoicing in my thoughts
peace abundant is here for me

I spoke to soon crunch, crunch
abundant peace disappear
short-lived
crunch, crunch insanity takes control

Once again, I jump to my feet
lights on sudden dash to the buffet
my Ramón noodle partially eaten
deacon untouched not to your liking

Uneaten packages I took away
noodle half-eaten I rearrange
placed in deacon waiting for you
to take a bite into

Lights out I proceed to rest upon my bed
sweet silence I hope to regain
I know he cannot resist my noodles anyhow

Hoping he's gone from whence he came
without a doubt there your are
crunch, crunch
your favorite and mine laced with deacon

Patiently waiting I recline to my pillow
Silence
crunch, crunch
running of pitter-patter
silence

The land siesta
I am here at last