Rat-a-tat-tata

Cat attack! Rat had enough of that. Rather?

Rat upon rat gather to see to this matter!

Rodents get together and they still have static.

Nests are a mess. Stressed! By tales?

Scenes are tragic.

Rat on rat crime is a?

Whole different pattern of violence that mire

Mighty mouses.

Can’t hide out in their door less houses!

From feuding family or those feline louses.

Doubtless anything other than exile or death will cease.

The endless trouncing.

A dark figure pounces no announcement is it met with.

“I Give Up” Is the expression on the rat face.

“How do I keep letting these ambushes take place?”

Rat rants. No attempt to out pace.

“A high price! To pony up and ride in the rat race. Are we mice?”

“No. A little racist maybe” The figure speaks.

As the busk of a fluffy bunny rapidly replaces the fear inspiring cloak of shadow it arrived in.

And adds. “Such disgrace can leave bitter distaste. If your cheese don’t stink. It’s Crap! Me thinks? I know where there’s some that does. If we hurry and scurry will be there in a blink. No worries.”

Leery clearing rat reply’s.

“Rabbit! Well dagnabit lets take a stab at it. Is it worth it? What if it’s a trap? This could put me on the map”

“It Stinks” With a wink the rabbit relates.

And rabid down the rabbit hole. Hungry rat goes. Seeking glory. Following his nose not in the know.

“Oh no-oooooooo”

SNAP! Sprung the trap.

“Oh what’s that rat? You got a wild BDSM hare up your ass? Is right. Holy hell you made a wrong turn and ended up in “Albuquerque” With a quirky turtle hurdler running you thru.”

I (the fly on the wall) who watches and writes what’s in sight. Takes flight. And that’s a Rap!