Squatters (Slum-Dwellers)

We cleaned the Dorm this morning and found the dead rat The Matron said it stank and must be thrown out. I suggested a good grave but she said, "Throw it into the garbage." I pity the innocent rat helpless at the dreadful claws of the cat. So we argued. She said, "Rats are dreadful! and cats are the protectors! " She complained about her loss Mentioned about the her torn, Tattered rags and cartoons. She said, "Rats must be exterminated That the City of man gets rid Of the ugly and grotesque! " But I said, "They need their right home and if dead, they need the right grave." I see no longer the native rats because of the wild cats No more torn, tattered rags, papers and cartoons. And the wild cats rejoice over the order and new wonders for which the Matron - the recipient of congratulations. "Rats must not contaminate the City of Man, " the Matron said. And she added, "They are eyesores They smell and stink so throw them into the garbage." __________________