Oh, I how I despise thee in so many ways
The way your tail moves, it twitches, it sways.
Your small mind that cannot grasp the simple concept cars
Or your tiny paws that are still spotted from much afar.
Oh, how I despise in the way that you perch
The ease with which you make my stomach lurch.
Once I loved, this is true
But it was in death I saw the real you
Intolerable being, you are nothing but a rat disguised by puff
Silly thing, I have called your bluff
Overpopulating this beautiful place, my home, my land
So watch out young vermin or it shall be death by my hand.
(Joke)
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