HOUSE MOUSE

HOUSE MOUSE

Out from the big house,
ran a little, gay, mouse.
Wearing an old tattered blouse,
and looking for some crack.
Out of no where he heard a loud shot,
and turned around to look at his back.
I should've stayed straight was his final thought

Lyricist Inc.
11/??/1994
by: David A.P.
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Posted: Jan 2014

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