A Rat Comments

Blenched to quench his thirst utmost to beat Poison's fatal paradigm. He died and his death mocked our sense Of humanness.

The lungs that played wanton rife, Crippled into his slow beating heart's knife. A drop of water that must have saved his life, The water he lived with, from his childhood Prime,

He fought against odds and struggled That poison besmirched.

A rat with restless legs and Nimble-eyed search, doth protest against life.

Another appealing photo, a true sense of family here. I wonder if you are using the rat as a metaphor for an unfortunate person, or literally. First-class either way.

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