TUCK LEAVES GOP
THE PARTY DESERTED ME
SAME SAYS MARJORIE
It’s just the keyboard and me
as far as I can see
Midnight approaches
armies of rats and roaches
try to inflict their damage
but ‘tis I with the advantage
Once started typing, even to the hideous and insidious
~ a werewolf is totally oblivious
O, Mimi, my sweet sincere late dear friend,
To chase foul pests, on you I did depend,
With soft paws you danced through radiant days,
With whiskers waltzing in such gentle ways.
Your eyes grey blue, sparkled with knowing grace,
In every corner, you sprawled your quick pace,
Rats and mice dreaded your presence, your race,
You chased them away from all nooks and space.
Mimi, former companion calm and true,
With velvet softness of your pat, you knew
How to spin shrines of solace, how to play,
Marking what my heart vastly miss today.
Though on you now resides the earthly veil,
Your spirit softly stretches in the gale,
In every shadow, every spark of light
Your memory sparkles, forever bright.
Rest now, dear Mimi, in tranquillity,
For as, scripted by hands of destiny,
We may cross roads in the span of the sky,
So tender and tenacious was our tie.
three Halloween rats full of vigor and fun
sat on their jacks, watching voles on the run
hungry owls and cats gave these three the eye
considering them prey, lunch, bye and bye
three Halloween rats were dangerously unaware
not realizing they would soon be snatched with tweet-growls
the owls had a bit of an advantage over the sneaky cats
Who crept up to grab them, but were not as quick as those owls
Snakes don’t always hiss
Some will kiss and hug you
Rub your neck after a long day
And tell you that they love you
Snakes don't always hiss
Sometimes they'll have your back
You might call em your “Dog”
And tell people "They're a real Cat"
In situations of self preservation
Some snakes take the form of rats
Snakes don't always hiss
Before they attack
Snakes don’t always hiss
Unpredictably they strike
When you least expect it
Is usually when they bite
Snakes don’t always hiss
Nor do they always bite
They can be present when you hop the fence
Or tuck you in at night
Snakes don't alway have a shape
But trust me you've been warned
You'll never know when or why
A snake will take it's form
I foresee the day
but it would be a pity
if all the residents ran away
and were to flee New York city
like rats leaving a sinking ship
with streets high garbage-piled
overcrowding crime and corruption
it's no place to raise a child
nor recommendation as gateway
so they say to the Land of the Free
where you have the opportunity to be
anything or anyone you want to be
Raging Rats Rush & Race,
Rippling, Rustling & Restless.
Rooted Roger Rocks in Relief
Reckon Rats Rambled to Rill.
Ripples of Rivulet,
Rapsody of Raindrops,
Resounding Roar of Relief
Roger Rejoicing
I am a mouse, I am I am
I am a mouse, I am
The sort you would surely kill
If you found me in your house.
I am a rat, I am I am
I am a rat, I am
Your voice would suddenly go shrill
If you found me in your hat.
in crystal vintage goblet hid a cautious rat
someone whispered what was that? what was that?
the old realtor stopped. she had not heard.
rat resolved to say not another word.
they’re getting closer, said the rat’s little wife.
she liked to give rat a bit of strife.
humans left without buying the for-sale house
not this one said the wife; I know I smelled a mouse.
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 Are Just Categorized Like That.
Sigh.
Could Be.
-Gray Squirrel
05-13-2025
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 and tight.
Luckily, his mancave is super dark when we turn off the light.
• 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
a gentle rain falls
chasing large rats from sewer
long tails scrambling
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 and cheese
And, boy, are those rats hard to please
I’ve even tried peanuts and freshly popped peas
And tuna was barely a tease
They’re climbing my bird table like they’re on speed
And wolfing down copious volumes of seed
They extricate bait out of all of the traps
I’ll catch one tomorrow… perhaps… perhaps
Those hideous creatures are still in my yard
Should catching some rats ever be quite this hard
I’m halfway doolally from rodent war-games
And totally bonkers… for giving them names.
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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