I've had a request for the mouse to get his own back (after the poor mouse yesterday got attacked by a cat and then eaten by an owl). So this one is for Johnny Nigma. It's a Tanka (similar to a Haiku but different syllable structure - 5,7,5,7,7).
I'm writing this one with the intention of submitting it to a magazine that I have found. Not for any reason other than that it gives me a breif to work to (which I think is good practice) and I thought of an idea I like. The theme is Liberate. I think the magazine may be looking for more political stuff than this, but I can't help being a silly soul, so here it is. However, thinking about it - this poem could be an allegory for the Iraq war (or it's just a whimsical poem about a mouse).