You sneaky little devil, you worked your lock on your cage snuck right into the bathroom hiding behind my toothbrush. I don't even see you, Entering to brush teeth change work on my make up and hair and of course talking to my self about the stupid little man who is in danger of being stepped on or worse... vacuumed up. I taunt you and the idea that you are probably around watching me. Goating you to come out! Might even hear some kind words of your life in a cage. Oh but what do we have here? There you are, CAUGHT BUSTED to the trash with you and a good scolding. Rot in the cans, spoiled milk and coffee grounds! It's what you deserve for the bravery of escape. Nah, I put you back in your steel cage.