It was a mighty mouse
who lived in my house
and left his caraway seed
droppings in the cupboard.   

I called him Daniel.

He dined on broken Wheat Thins
and stray Cheerios.
He fashioned nests of hair,
dental floss,
random strands of yarn.

I found him to be
a compatible roommate.

Things were good
between us
until his girlfriend moved in.

I tried to be patient,
but in the end I arranged
for an exterminator.

She was such a diva.