There is a mouse in my kitchen
He and his mouse friends play poker
With the ghosts of my appliances
The ghost blender mixes drinks
The ghosts of pizza boxes are eating leftovers
The mice are little gangsters
Bank robbers and moonshine runners
They wear little suits and hats
They call the ghosts wise guys
The ghost of the microwave deals a new hand
The mouse we call Roach
He wins the hand
Straight flush
All hearts
Roach tips the blender
A moth hits the window drunk
The ghost of the vinyl sings love songs to the tattooed guitar
Another day in paradise
For little gangster mice