The Vanishing Cheese
Someone is stealing the very best cheeses in the house!
My cheese keeps a-vanishing!
The mystery thief needs banishing!
For every time I brew my tea
Elusive bandits pinch my brie.
The feta from my salad strays…
This skinflint never even pays
For the cheddar that he munches
Or the Edam for his brunches.
Then there was my mozzarella
Eaten by the greedy fellah.
Aye! One day I watched him flee
His twirling tail I did see.
A penny-pinching, cheeky, mouse
Scuttling through my fridge and house.
I set the trap with parmesan
And chuckled at my wicked plan.
But when the criminal was caught
I honestly felt quite distraught!
He looked at me and yelped out loud
Quivering whiskers, pink ears bowed.
I let him go. ‘Sir, as you please…
Go ahead and eat my cheese!’
Header illustration created with elements from Viscious-Speed and Prawny at Pixabay.
1. Why does the person in this poem let the cheese-thief go?
2. Why do you think the mouse was stealing the cheese?