Rats For Rats Poem by Corrina Kavea
Rats For Rats
The rats are enormous
In this side of town
No need to worry
Get the pied piper round
He'll blow his flute
With a stanza or two
His moccasinned feet shod
In ballerina shoe
On tippy toe, heels
Don't touch the ground
And swanky green tights
Robin hood should be proud
Lead the rats to the
parliament hive
And when they have gathered
Call John Campbell live
He'll show the world
The rats have gone home
And all politicians
Their seeds will be sown.
By CorrinaK
copyright 2012
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5/4/2024 1:54:32 PM # 1.0.0.1119
lolzzzzzzzzz..... beautiful yer pied piper...i wish....we could get here in Pakistan too..... :) lovely fun poem...political satire at its best cheers ;)