Monday, 9 May 2011

The Rat Under Our Deck (Sonnet)

Alas, there is a rat under our deck
Who tortures and teases our canine crew.
We wish that rat would take a nice long trek.
I tried to scare him off by yelling, “Shoo!!”

See, here is my quandary, I will not kill.
No glue trap, no poison, no quick-snap-trap.
Of this ratty rodent I’ve had my fill.
I’m tired of cleaning up this rat crap!

A catch and release trap, now there’s a plan!
Who could resist yummy peanut butter?
But he snuck the peanut butter and ran!
The trap did not trip, it makes me shudder.

I will prevail, reset the trap in hope,
Until that trap trips, I’ll just have to mope.

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