And I wiped off the stains
from my dress, now a pale white
Nevermind, I have done my job
Yes! I'd won the fight.
The untouched tea, a witness of my act
was flushed away, into the sink
as I washed the last traces of the vestiges
into the flow of water, it was all lost and gone.
I suddenly felt the surge of victory within
and I laughed out my pride
as I recalled the murder I'd committed,
Of the poor little mice!