Better Mouse Trap
"Finally!" Said Daniel as Harold stretched out of his sleep.
"Okay. What happened to the contract?"
Rubbing his eyes, Harold yawned and tried to focus this blurry heap.
"Who are you?" he asked squinting. "You can drop the act!"
Answered Daniel. "You know very well, who I am!"
Reaching in his wallet for the calling card
Daniel had received in a Thai restaurant called "New Siam"
More than twenty years ago. Harold glanced at it with little regard.
"Oh, pleased to meet you Mr. Crayon." As he returned
Very quickly a clipped coupon for Crayola Crayons.
Everyone in the near vicinity of the two concerned
Men burst out laughing. Daniel suddenly wished he wore his ray-bans
Empty as he felt, to hide his shock and bewilderment.
No. He would laugh it off. Make a joke of the predicament.
"'The best laid schemes of mice and men, gang aft agley,' my friend."
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