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What I DON'T Like About Spring

I went up to the bedroom,
And walked in through the door,
And found a severed mouse head,
Sitting on the floor.

And as I looked around,
I found another mouse,
The cats were playing with them,
Inside of the house.

Though spring is finally here,
I really must confess,
I think I prefer winter,
To all this bloody mess.

I'd rather slip and fall
All over shiny ice,
Then walk into a room,
And find it full of mice!

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