Olive and Pickle
Olive and Pickle were two pet rats
As naughty as can be
Always up to mischief
And trying to climb free
The rats were cute with big round eyes,
And long thick wormy tails,
But not the kind you’re thinking of,
Cos they’re for boys and males.
Pickle had such love for Olive
She was her closest friend
She held her in such high regard
Yet drove her round the bend!
Olive was a cheeky rat
And always stealing food
Yet never kept it from her mate
For Olive wasn’t rude.
There was another person
In the girls’ equation
But not so ratty as the friends
Although a close relation.
Their human friend I’m talking of
Was their wise and clever owner
She was a lover of all God’s Beasts
A lovely hippy Stoner
Clarissa kept them warm and safe
And free from Ill infection
She gave them love and loyalty
And wonderful protection.
Copyright © Jaye Mccallum | Year Posted 2018
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