The Cockroach

When the cockroach ate the cat, The rat sat gloomy and sad: Who will eat me now, alas! Is Fate too like the cockroach? Leaping on its sixth leg, Came the cockroach, and said: Rat, you need not cry; I shall eat you too, my dear. But if, before that, you can Take a little bit of cat's meat You will taste better; And I will like it very much. When the rat ate the cat's tail, The rat's tail was in the cockroach mouth. Is the rationalist, watching in gloom The cockroach tail, a man? Is that man a rationalist?