Based on Italy 2024
Angelina Mango — La noia
Considering the fact
I’m dangled nearly flat
Soaked some bread with weeder
An unfortunate feeder
And now we wait!
Connected up a set of pad pressures
One's secured on the side of a bowl
I’ve tied banana leaves around all the edges
I mean it’s not like I’ve not thought this through, and really
Where exactly could it go to if it ran?
There’s a wire tied to me to finish off the trap
I'm poised here hoisted upside down
Mousy mousy will be caught out with a snap
Because this furry Muridae has had its day!
Decoying squeak squeak-squeak
Deploying
Denying squeak squeak-squeak
Destroying
It makes sense, there’s a reason
That this place stinks of mouse pee
And when it ventures out feeding
It goes straight for my pantry
War’s declared and today’s the day
Restaurant’s shut, end of party
Incredible, it seems fearless
Yes, this guest I simply detest!
Ah, I can see it through the hallway… mmm…
Now it’s running to the foyer
not now
Oh, it’s over by the boiler… argh…
It's legged it past the toilet
not now
Browsed the internet for “catching prey, traps, kill, maim, stab, poison”, but initial results didn’t look quite right…
And for the first time since I left school, I fully realised I have what others don’t: I won sixth place gymnastics inter-college!
Fitness we’ll have to witness
If these days I can still get my body fully contorted? hmm…
Winches holding my inches
Rehearsed - it’s as much in preparation as action
I intensely believe that
This could not be the finale
There's a sense, just a feeling
It might not just be the one here…
Nonetheless I’ll get rid of it
Question not my resolve here
Enough’s enough, can’t be clearer
A final rest will come to this pest!
Ah, it’s come running from the corner… uh ha…
A bit more then I’ll pull this wire
not now
Oh, it’s nearly where I want it… argh*mph*
My hanging hair’s annoying!
not now
*several hours pass*
I know this rigging prewarns it
Swinging and swinging come morning?
I’m not going to entertain yawning
I’ll keep quiet until I’ve contained it
Come here, bugger, just come here
My wrist itch is just unparalleled, can’t feel my right leg
And I really must confess here: I’ve lost my vest top
It slowly came loose this way up, floated that way, doesn’t matter! Ugh:
It’s toying squeak squeak-squeak
Avoiding
Enjoying? squeak squeak-squeak
Rejoicing!?
My bare breasts droop freely
And out of my jeans falls money
The whole purpose so feeble
How I’d enjoy a large brandy
Nonchalance now seems really lame
Messed this up so completely
My lines caught up, I’m just spinning
So distressed, a mess, and undressed
Now my bra's caught up in the fryer… argh…
I do believe I’m now on fire
not now
Ugh, the mouse is ambling to the wire… Oh, argh…
Could it be I die here?
not now
squeak, NOW!
*mouse smiles and slowly walks off to the pantry*