The above is some superb rat art poetry by an old college friend--ShrapnelCatcher (2009----original)
I was not going to post again today, but several interesting submissions have rolled in that have gotten me to think. Need this blog be about poetry in it's "purest form?" After these 2 beautiful submissions, I think not! Art poetry and soliloquies are perfectly lovely tributes to the rodent as well. Keep thinking outside of the box, my dear rat poet friends.
"Ratlet Soliloquy"
"To Be, or not to be rat?" is the question,
Whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer the
teeth and clawing of outrageous feline
Or to bite arms of felines raised against him
And by opposing, bite them. To die: to squeak
No more: with no more squeak to say "some cheese" to end
The heartache and the thousand pangs of hunger
That rats are heirs to, for consumption is
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep; perchance to dream
--Nicodemus (with a nod to William Shakespeare)

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