Mice

I don't want a mouse in my house to scare me to death and gasp another breath.

To crawl on my feet, eat my last piece of cheese.
To invite all their friends, and trap them in the end.

They are disgusting, least to my liking. Roaming my house for free to irritate and bug me.

I hate mice, which isn't very nice.
I may sound rude, but rodents are crude.

And if it's their nature to see me as their waiter.
Then I will block all holes because I don't want them no more.