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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Mouse
[time] => 2007-03-02 07:17:45
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => Scratching on the walls scurrying little feet.
Preventing me from getting any sleep.
Rustling all around the house.
This tiny little field mouse.
Looking for food scurrying about.
All I want to do is get him out.
Please go elsewhere leave me alone.
Go find a new place to make your own.
Scratching on the walls scurrying little feet.
This little field mouse seems not to sleep.
Rustling all around the walls in my house.
This tiny tiny little field mouse.
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[informant] => Loriann
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[alanguage] => english
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[score] => 9
[ratings] => 2
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