News From The Pantry

In the pantry of grandmother's house lived in peace with a cat an old mouse. Seems they both liked popcorn since the baby was born and the cat had acquired a spouse. Miss Felicia told hubby that mice as a food would be classified vice. In addition they had as a rule, real bad infestation with ten-legged lice. So when both became vegetarians they could shed their old name of Barbarians thus they lived a long time and would write a new rhyme each new day as two octogenarians. Well, I must take that statement right back, they experienced a moderate lack of their nourishing meat and when facing defeat they had fillet of mouse for a snack. So, there isn't a mouse in that house. Just a couple of cats and a louse. Since the louse is too small they don't see it at all but it's wearing a see-right-through blouse. For Tara. Of course.