A Rat
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A rat with restless legs and
Nimble-eyed search,
doth protest against life.
He fought against odds and struggled
That poison besmirched.
The lungs that played wanton rife,
Crippled into his slow beating heart's knife.
A drop of water that musthave saved his life,
The water he lived with, from his childhood
Prime,
Blenched to quench his thirst utmost to beat
Poison's fatal paradigm.
He died and his death mocked our sense
Of humanness.
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