amos the churchmouse: it s friday the thirteenth amos

amos the churchmouse:

a view from under the pew

Editor’s note: Amos is a churchmouse, who types by hopping on the computer keyboard, but he can’t operate the capital shift, and he shuns punctuation marks – except hyphens and dashes.

it s friday the thirteenth amos

weird things have been

happening to me today boss

it s like some black cat

has been planning my

things-to-do list

first of all i didn t want

to get out of bed

especially after last

night s dream

then i tripped on my

way to the baptistery –

where i clean my

mousey face for a

brand new day –

and nearly drowned

after climbing out of

the water and while i

was shaking myself dry

my tail swished around

and found the nearest

electrical outlet – and

no this is not my new

hair style nor am i trying

to emulate bozo the clown

i tell everybody that i just

washed my hair and

can t do a thing with it

so what if i look like a frizzy

tennis ball do you think i care

i was just about to go

back to my safe bed when

i passed through the

church choir loft and a

songbook dive-bombed me

from the choir railing and

landed on my fried tail

i had just about decided to leave

the animal kingdom for a nice

cave in yellowstone park

when georgie the gypsy moth

came flittering by