Rat Parade
Fat rats scurry
rubbing their coarse
fur on one another
Turning left and right...
The rats seize to
see, they choose to be blind
Every pivot and turn
a gaining step
is never taken
Zero exits are
applauded with *****eating smiles
Distracted by the distant
rich cheese.
No maze exists
only the smell of satisfaction.
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