Mouse and the maze are well acquainted;
Studied, watched for what he will do,
He is the same thing, the same variations.

The reason is written with walls
Scribbling feet to an easy path
Unlike everything, there is always reward.

White walls define him,
Although he really does not notice
He thinks he made a choice to turn right.

We always make the maze the same way
It is in our nature to define various paths
We make them lead to a thing we already know.

So mouse never stops at any point
To chew a hole in the wall
And escape.

A free mouse gnaws through walls
And baseboards and electrical wiring
And makes his path alone, to anywhere.

But he is not expected to perform,
He is not studied, not valuable,
In any way we know.