Bubblethe Rat Poem by Damian Cranney

Bubble the rat knew all of the words,
Of all the songs that you've ever heard,
He would sing in church below the nave,
And would accompany grieving mourners
As they all stood round the grave.

He also liked singing at the local school,
But was not allowed in as general rule.
The head you see did not like Bubble,
Rats he said, were nothing but trouble.

Bubbles decided to go semi Pro,
And got himself booked at a local show,
he did so well he was asked back again,
He's been really successful ever since then.

He occasionally sees prejudice against rats,
But that's nothing new some people don't like bats,
He always remains calm, and ignores the bigotry,
I just want to sing he says, and left to be free.