Rat Poems - Poems about Rat

... Back of the stockyards, over 100 years ago Immigrants were easy prey, as many now know Landlords would slap paint over rat-infested dwellings then twirling their moustaches......Read the rest...

...THE IMPERSONATOR SAT BEHIND HER DESK OF TWICKERY FALSIFYING FILES AND MURDER CASES RECRUITING VIOLENT OFFENDERS TO END MY LIFE OVER MY AMERICAN POETRY MY FEAR ANXIETY LED ME TO CONTACT THE FBI AS I W......Read the rest...

...I put hot pink pajamas on my cat Scat. She twists her tail, for she knows where she’s at A sassy, brassy, classy, ritzy, ditzy, diamond cat. worth all the trouble, said my cousin Pat. For she i......Read the rest...

...Life as a Rat Yes, every city is a labyrinthine cage woven from streets seen from celestial heights, but also – from the silken threads of your habits: The paths you follow, or avoid, the cafes ......Read the rest...

...Rosemary’s baby incarnated He lives from day to day And he is well anticipated To blow the world away How come that he is real? Ask me another question I know how you must feel About his reig......Read the rest...

...You have blocked yourself as well Not just only me Take your time, I’m sure it tells More than you can see And that troubled person who Liked to give advice May have find another true Lover t......Read the rest...

... Abracadabra, the women chanted with flair, As they waved their wands, magic filled the air. A curious cat watched, tail twitching with glee, As the women's spells brought wonder to see. Abrac......Read the rest...

...I ran the rat race Tried to keep a steady pace But fell on my face......Read the rest...

...You still frighten me Ciro Gargano the way you control city officials after committing arson murders of 8 fire chief gene kalinowski was great in calling in that favour even though you and my abusive......Read the rest...

...Toadstool Tillie lives in a toadstool house With a cat, a rat, a snake and a mouse. A bunny comes by with his friend dragon. “Can we please borrow your new red wagon?” Toadstool Tillie has been......Read the rest...

... Sparks explode on piercing skies, to drown upon a basement of grass. An uzi and more cannons so keenly edged glimmer bright-- soon, real soon the red of blood will run dry. City folks' impr......Read the rest...

...I'm just an old-fashioned, flannel lumberjack shirt. My father was some overalls, a farmer of dirt. I'm a worn out and holey pair of cotton socks, An unwanted sweater, packed away in a box. My ......Read the rest...

...If you're good or you’re bad If you’re happy or sad If you’re angry or glad You are human If you're bald or you're hairy Or fearful or scary If you’re brave or wary You’re human If you ha......Read the rest...

...I will not apologize for wearing wires pregnant for the Fbi buying weapons and drugs from corruption and taking down gang leaders who migrated to Wisconsin under queen pin cocaine heroin ha......Read the rest...

...She's all i can be a woman of five foot six eyes like whisper's down a hallway two dogs a rat and a short red path no dont not again well like she's always saying a life is worth breaathi......Read the rest...