The Acrobatic Mouse

we came face to face, the mouse
and i, his beady little eyes stared
into mine, boldly, with confidence
of his jumping skills into tall glass
jars with no lids, apparently.
i promised him that his glory
days were soon to be over;
the pine nuts are for me, and me alone.
he scampered back behind the sugar,
knocking over a tenuously balanced
bar of chocolate on his way out.

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