Rat
I followed a rat,
I watched it burn.
I followed a rat into the church,
It saw a light but I watched it burn.
I followed a rat, dressed in all white—
The rat grew wings, but still, it burned.
I carried a mouse,
I watched it rise.
I carried a mouse into the church,
It found the wine, yet I watched it rise.
I carried a mouse, dressed in Roman Olive—
The mouse burned wings, yet I watched it rise.
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