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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