A Mouse's Maze
What does a mouse do when it can no longer figure the loops of the maze?
When the endless chase sends it into a daze?
Eventually the scenery must get so hard to bare
Someday that treat at the end will cease to make them care
The clock in their hearts will steady its ticking
Their legs once so quick will leisure their kicking
The old lively spirit will gradually fade
The actions of its life will soon be weighed
I guess the constant monotonous race numbers its days
But tell me, what does a person do when they give up on the maze?
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