I'm the mouse
In your house,
And you can't see me.
I eat cheese
When I please,
I'm free as can be.

I scuttle 
And I squeak,
If you see me, 
you'll scream 
EEEEEEK!

When thinking of summer
I think of the beach
I think of the waves
That are out of reach
I think of blue skies
Of hot balmy nights
Of peaches and nectarines
And other fruit delights.
Of lighter school wear
Of the longer day
The end of school year
And our annual holiday.
When thinking of summer
The season I like best
I could have it all year
In place of the rest.

Man’s best friend, a dog might be,
he dotes with admiration.
But regardless of his pedigree
he causes consternation.
Dress him up from top to tail,
shine his coat and collar.
But, what’s the bet that without fail,
he’ll lead you in to squaller.
Take him out to the finest park,
frequented there by poodles,
and off his lead, he’ll beg and bark,
and steal the apple strudels.
. Beware the dog that trains his master,
. it won’t be long before disaster!

© Tim Grace