Twas the night before Christmas, and all through my house
Not a creature was stirring, except for that $%^&* mouse!
I’d set all the traps on the counters with care
In hopes that the critter would meet his end there!
And on the off chance that it wasn’t enough,
I’d purchased some DECON cuz that stuff is tough!
And using the cookies he’d chewed just last night
I baited the traps with this poison delight!
When down in the kitchen there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed (grabbing pants and a sweater),
And I discovered, with trap on his hand,
St. Nick on the floor, passed on from this land.