
The day of the lord is when the day a mice as big as a mountain invades Rupert’s refrigerator
And on these mornings he becomes a terminator
Racking up his kitchen knives and plate and threatening George!
Yes! The big ass glutton mouse is George!
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“When are you going to stop?” Pointing his blades and making sure its tip faces the frozen burger in his hand, “till you become a fat squirrel!?”
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A fat squirrel sounds and looks cute
To which George nods and agree
But horror and hell to Rupert
“You’d rather be a fat squirrel!?” he shrieks, “Stop this instance!”
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But the mice continues munching and chewing
His belly boinging round like a hill
As Rupert does jis signature ankle, and hip kicking
Which George also mistake to be part of his bill
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“Gaaaaah!” Rupert once again shrieks, grabbing hold of George's hair “Don’t bite that!”
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That being a part of George’s dare “why not?”
To see Rupert’s peaches as fresh morning buns that are as good as rare. “Mmmn~”
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“GAAAAAAAH!” slap, slap, slapping that bad mouse
Making Rupert drop on all fours, trying to crawl his way out of the treehouse.
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But just like in horror movies
He slides back in
Dragging to gluttony’s bellies
Until he grabs a microphone and shoves it in
To George’s hungry mouth
And once again,
Rupert escapes
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