A little alien man lives under our house -
He is quite small, the size of a mouse.
He and I are friends, but to tell any other,
Makes them smile, or smirk, or laugh till they smother.
But on hot days, he makes the trip
Into our home to take a cool "dip".
He'll swim in our bathtub or in kitchen sink,
Or even the toilet in spite of the stink.
He doesn't do that!
You lie like a rat!
But it's true! It's true! It's just as I've told!
He even comes in to get out of the cold.
The electric heater is a good place to be -
To sit, to scratch, and to be ice-free.
If you insist to propose!
Watch the growth of your nose!
But it's true. It's true! I heatedly explain.
Oh please! Oh please! Please spare us the pain,
Of hearing this tale of tall "doo-doo"-
About a little man that's a pal to you.
(Written for my Grandchildren)