Maybe I want my poetic license back!

So many blog idiots write deep, introspective, suposedly meaningful poetry on their blogs.  As soon as I see anything like that I just click "next blog" and move on.  It's not that I have a problem with poetry per se, but my taste runs more to the Dr. Seussian school of rhyming or the "there once was a man from Nantucket" style.  And so it begins, my foray into the world of silly poetry.

There were mice in my place of work
I killed them 'cause I am a jerk

Then Dave from down the hall
Came and got rid of them all

Do you think there are more of them lurking?
To distract me when I am working

Will they haunt me for the rest of my life?
Causing distress and strife

Or am I finally free of the critters
That cause me such stress and jitters?