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 keys, and he shuns punctuation marks – except hyphens and dashes.
lost in a fog
the other night boss i
stumbled into the
street i was stuffed
to the gills after eating
a luscious chunk of
swiss cheese
it s always been
amazing to me how
something with so
many holes in it can
be so filling
at any rate boss
when i stepped out
into the dark night
i could see no light
in fact i couldn t
see my little paws
in front of my
whiskers
it was damp cold
dark and as foggy
as i ve ever seen
boss a smarter mouse
would have gone right
back inside but we
all know how smart
a mouse i am don t
we question mark
here boss
instead i headed
down what i thought
was the sidewalk
and ran smack dab
into a trash can
it bent my little
whiskers
ricocheting off the
trash can i reeled
across the sidewalk
and fell off the curb
into the street where
i was nearly run
over by the little ole
ladybug from javelina
she s the missus
magoo of the church
pew underworld
trying to miss her
boss i tripped over
sammy salamander
swimming down the
street gutter and i fell
flat on my nose in a
mucky mud puddle
just then along came
flit the firefly like
a neon light from
heaven
whatsa matter amos
says he blinking all
around my misery
can you show me
the way to go home
says me hopefully
sure just follow me
says he still blinking
intermittently
and off we went boss
a little blinking light
and a nearly drowned
mouse wandering and
weaving their way
down the murky street
missing the trash cans
jumping over swimming
salamanders and turning
corners right and left
all i needed boss was a
little light to see my
way home
and maybe that s why
in such a sin-darkened
world such as ours
jesus likened himself
to be the light of the
world
and many a lost soul
has found his way
through the foggy night
by his life-saving light
amos
p s – next time could
you leave the weather
channel on so i won t
do this again
