the ratA Poem by nikki sicki
I go threw your trash
I whittle around I am tiny I am your neighborhood mouse I live in a yard that sounds like a broken guitar with mangily tan strangled grass Inside a hole where I keep a cast of bits of leather and fuzzy old rags I have my daily bread and cheese I venture out I gotta feed my family I go threw your trash It tells me a lot the kind of inpatients you are or are you not? It tells me a lot It tells me your fat you eat way too much cheetos, cookies and cake I see your old hair spray, nasal strips and badly tinted lipstick it tells me a lot It tell me you strive for beauty and perfection but your still too fat you eat way too much I find your diapers condoms and pregnancy tests it tells me your sex is overrated I find your recites for all the s**t that you buy that you think will help you lead a better life sometimes you're a disgrace to mammals the way you throw out things why don't you throw out your life stop striving for beauty and perfection stop eating your way too fat your sex is overrated but what do I know im just a rat © 2013 nikki sicki |
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Added on January 13, 2013 Last Updated on January 13, 2013 Author
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