Quick! Set your traps: burn your stakes: throw your stones. We wanna feel safe. And the mice will gnaw right through. Board the windows: caulk the cracks: seal the doors cause there's a draft. The horrid air's out to get me. Please shine your spotlights:
Hit the brightlights: lay off the brakes we need to breathe... Such short spurts: shor: t short: spurts. Inhale: exhale needles/tubes/blips/white/starched/ticks all itching to get in.
Quick for god's sake cut out the lights. They'll know I'm here. They'll know and gnaw right through.
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