Bleaching a Mouse

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because mouse is suspected of being in cupboard. You. 1 mouse. 1 kettle, with water supply.

Oh don’t you look sweet, all field mouse brown, with your ‘ickle paws, though I note that this effort of friendship comes only after you have tried escape: and failed. No more the noisesome shadow, no more the piss machine, laying out your trails.

But, of course, it is all a little show, since you have only two thoughts, flight or hide. Flight has failed, so

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hide you must: behind the tea box you leap, saving me the trouble of stabbing or smashing: handing me the dice. Thank you: bleach has always been my weapon.

The scrabbling is sporadic, no more the tan brown sweetness, only a verminous black getting lower up the bucket, until semi consciousness in chlorine. The boiling water reacts, melting a till receipt, fizzing, crepitus like Cava: almost as a sweet. Snow white you lay in the weeds.</p></article></body>

Bleaching A Mouse

You will need: 1 mop bucket, yellow, £2.50. 1 litre of bleach, cheap brand, 29p. 1 carving knife, 1 mallet, 1 torch: for defence. 1 broom head, in the bucket for no purpose. 1 box Twinings Peppermint tea, in bucket because mouse is suspected of being in cupboard. You. 1 mouse. 1 kettle, with water supply. Oh don’t you look sweet, all field mouse brown, with your ‘ickle paws, though I note that this effort of friendship comes only after you have tried escape: and failed. No more the noisesome shadow, no more the piss machine, laying out your trails. But, of course, it is all a little show, since you have only two thoughts, flight or hide. Flight has failed, so hide you must: behind the tea box you leap, saving me the trouble of stabbing or smashing: handing me the dice. Thank you: bleach has always been my weapon. The scrabbling is sporadic, no more the tan brown sweetness, only a verminous black getting lower up the bucket, until semi consciousness in chlorine. The boiling water reacts, melting a till receipt, fizzing, crepitus like Cava: almost as a sweet. Snow white you lay in the weeds.