We need a prayer just to make it through these times, I say we pray.
The rats are not to be trusted, no cheese will stand their temptation
The rats are not to be trusted.
I have seen their cry, begging on both knees on the floor of desperation
No sooner they grow wings and invade after being allowed space
Boldly taking up positions and demanding their claim
In broad day light, they stand, no longer hiding from view
They sleep at night now, and challenge the order by day
Sometimes even the cat, finds a need to stand and pray.
Asking when did the rat get so bold to demand a colony
And make a stand, take a stand, eye balling
Oh time hides too many, soo many secrets from realization
How else would the cat have been caught in such twisted position
Have his face, dragged through the mud.
When options gave proposition that left better odds on the table we took non
Do not trust the rats, this I say to you
For today because of them, even the cat finds a need to stand on twos to pray.
Cat in prayers, with wounded pride.
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