Rats Poems - Poems about Rats

Rats Weeds Are Just Flowers That Don't Deserve To Live. Maybe They Are Ugly, Or Just Don't Flower Right. Maybe They're Aggressive, Or Invasive And Not Pretty Like What They Replaced! You're Ruining Everything With One Word: Ecology! You Don't Belong Here! Natives Only!!! BIG Picture! WEEDZ Maybe They're Just Called That For Fun, Or Something... Maybe It's Not Funny, Though. You Know: Grow A Pair! LOL. Maybe They...

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I don’t have my learners permit. I have had to be the adult my whole life. I have had to tend to their outbursts and tantrums. I have survived all their rat runs I’ve always told myself it’s an assessment A test of my determination I will soon regain my adolescence They’re just giving me a foundation, I have had to deal with...

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Rats probably live in Joe’s man cave I never clean it; I am not a slave I bet they have parties after midnight Scooping up all his debris, which is out of sight. Under his recliners are crackers and cheese. Peanut butter, potato chips, and dust that would make me sneeze. I imagine the rodents love being down there all cozy...

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Rats in the cellar, squirrels in the tree, things aren't the same as they used to be. When I left for school with my li'l lunch pail, I didn't expect a penguin to swallow a whale. Such an injustice, I've never seen, a cantaloupe falsely imprisoned a bean. It's unheeded screams, uncontrolled laughter, when it's trolls that live happily ever after. Doors off their...

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• Blazing hot ice • Chilly open flames • Animals wearing clothes • Humans with no names • Empty houses with legs • Rats hatching from eggs • Marbles from the water faucet • Shucking pods and getting pegs in ...

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Crime busting Houston police smoke out disjointed fur rats house... formerly an abandoned Amazon warehouse went to pot with mold and magic mushrooms growing in every spot. All kinds of vermin stole into the damp dark environment of particular note concerned medium-sized rodents who belonged to order Rodentia who chomped down illegal contrabands, and quite a sizable portion went into their bellies,...

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a gentle rain falls chasing large rats from sewer long tails scrambling...

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Unlike the model T Ford They come in both black and brown And also unlike model T It’s brown that is getting me down But what I refer to is no early car And it isn’t a cute little mouse It’s whopping great rats and they frightened my cats As they gathered outside my house I’ve baited the snap traps with chocolate...

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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...

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Believe it or not, their ubiquitous webs Are everywhere; they are the dictators Who kidnap, maim, torture and kill teachers, Poets, ordinary folks and babies in their cribs. They rob and ransack innocent citizens, Steal elections and after a lifetime in power, Categorically refuse to leave the tower. Very often, they do everything to muzzle the chickens. Monsters are constantly in disguise, They are...

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The King lies in state. His armour stands in the hall. He died very young. What vile devil killed the King? Rats are running on the floor....

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In the dark cellar where I lay my young head there were shadows rats, and phantom squeaks. All night long hunched silhouettes nibbled at the space between them and me. Luckily, I had a superman figure who rodeoed them all into a toy plastic hospital where they were put down humanely. As I was, when I mentioned my fears to unblinking parents. ...

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there are rats digging into my skin you couldn't imagine the pain that im in claws so sharp, it won't take long moaning, marbled, mournful song they're in my eyes and in my ears they've reached my stomach, all my fears come flowing out, a rush of blood and from my mouth, there comes a flood of words I never couldn't say of children...

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Rotting eggs, fish, moldy pasta, and meat Mixed with the odor of damp rodent fur. The garbage in bags is lining the street. New York is a city beyond compare. The food that's thrown feeds a population, Not for people, but for rats everywhere. Well-fed and moving are these three million Who run down sidewalks without any care. The mayor has found...

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"I've always been told I'm the lunatic! As I've never bowed down, as I don't please the rats around me ever, even many many years ago! Never made friends with fools, even from their trouble, why try when they don't even know, I'm to proud of myself to give a flipping from all those...

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