Vermin Decamp
Rats and cockroaches
have moved to the country.
The city is overrun with unsanitary humans,
it needs a clean cloth to thrive upon,
not the dishcloth grime
of much degraded minds.
It is a disgrace, a black mark
upon an already uncivil civilization,
however, the rats and cockroaches
are vacationing and will not return
to the metropolis
until the trash in the streets
is sanitized of mankind's
indifference and lack of interest.
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