Wednesday, November 16, 2011

This Old House

I live in this old house
I swear there is a dead mouse
It smells so bad
It makes me so mad
I’ll blame my dear spouse

Flies swarming everywhere
The stench I really can’t bear
Outside for us
It would be a plus
If you can send a prayer

I live in this old house
Time for me and my spouse
To move, I don’t know where
To a place I smell fresh air
 But please, get rid of the dead mouse

In My Father's house are many mansions; if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.
John 14:2

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Anonymous said...

As i think about this poem I realize we all may have stinky mice in our houses. This stench that comes from rotting bitterness and hatred can smell pretty bad. And of course that's been to attract flies of bad attitudes That swarm around us and annoy us and other people. Lord please take out the rotting corpse of hatred and bitterness from all of our hearts. Replace it with forgiveness and grace towards 1 another.

Anonymous said...

Haha! We used to put food in our bathroom trash, but then we learned not to. There were maggots in the trash! It stank so badly.