My friend from Colorado found a mouse in his car.
He’s kinder than me; I’d have put a fifty-cent trap out and the poor little cute thing would be dead. He, having more patience and less fear of rabid mousebites, caught the mouse and set it free in a park near a nice shrub.
I will not drive cars with a mouse.
I will not keep voles in my house.
I will not feed mice toast and jam
I will not drive them, Sam-I-Am.