a squeal of disdain
as he dies in pain
the mouse won't bother you again
his tiny soul
unsullied, whole
rodent heaven as his goal
he only ate a little bit
at RAT's right paw now he will sit
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Aut insanit homo, aut versus facit
About Me
- Esav Benyamin
- URBAN POET is a place for my poetry and other bitter comments on the human experience, with occasional contributions from friends.
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- A niece of the late Queen of Sheba
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