Rat Poetry

Rat Poetry

"Out of the meadows,

We spree with glee


Out from the shadows,

We shriek and they flee


Blood of the brood,

Bite and chew


When out of food,

You have to make do


We’re misunderstood,

Just lend an ear


We’ll tell you a scheme,

It’s not sincere


It’ll come together,

But you won’t be there


Caught by the tail,

In the swarm’s snare"

-Bellows from the sewers

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