Do not look at me with that sort of tone,
young lady,
when, in point of fact,
I did it for you.
I thought about how generous you’ve been lately
with the dinners
and the chance to crash
and all those special rubs you’ve provided lately.
I wanted to thank you
somehow
and I thought this was then perfect gift.
I see from your sounds
that I was mistaken.
I get it.
So why the federal case?

I brought the mouse to you
as a present.
I thought you’d appreciate it.
Maybe your bed was not the beat place to show it
and perhaps I shouldn’t have played with it
quite so much
in advance.
Live and learn, right?
Right?
Oh, geez,
then silent treatment now?
Really?
Fine. Just be sure you’re back on track
for tomorrow morning’s vittles.