There's a mouse for sale on Etsy
It was the night before Christmas and Cinnamon was going to bed.
He already had his candy and his teddy named Fred.
When suddenly he found he was having visions of cheese curds running wild in his head...
he looked and he looked but none were in his warm little bed.
Tomorrow is Christmas, thought Cinnamon out loud
That brings family and friends together to break bread.
And, with any luck at all someone will drop a cheese curd on my head.
There's always hope for the future....