Apparently, rats and mice have a biological quirk as illustrated below. I've been trying my own own recipe consisting of chocolate powder, baking powder, sugar and flour...
RATS LOVE IT...
AND THEY DONT GO BANG!
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My garden backs onto a farm Which shouldn’t cause any alarm With so much fresh air I’m glad I live there And only one thing spoils its charm I feed the birds and feral cats At night I enjoy watching bats The field mice and spiders That reside beside us Are fine, but there’s too many rats It’s fine that they eat the bird’s seed I watch out for places they’ve peed But there’s a lot more Than there were before The thing that they do best is breed To stop them I have made a start Regrettably, traps play their part I’ve tried every type And none match the hype But guess what… rats can’t burp or fart Although that sounds rather uncouth I read it: It must be the truth I’ll use baking powder To make gassy chowder And those rats are gonna go ‘POOF!’ But these rats are terribly bright They come in the depth of the night I mixed chocolate spread With soda as said The scent would prevail in low light It was late so I went to my bed Those rats were stuck firm in my head Would they be beaten Will that bait be eaten By some other creature instead At first light next morning I checked I didn’t know what to expect The bait was all gone Those rats got it wrong So they should be totally wrecked Could my yard, at last, be rat free A hedgehog is all that I see His innards let rip He shook at the hip And farted and burped ‘Do-Re-Mi’
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