A poem for my Boys
Sat a rat all sad, not cheery.
Bored beyond what he could bear
He
scavenged here and scavenged there.
What was it that he had found?
Something squishy,something round!
Perhaps to bite and alas to taste
No longer bored, he eats in haste
Can't feel bored when there is food
Gee, that grape sure tasted good.
Now back to the job that is at hand
Looking bored in the cage I stand
Here she comes to cheer me up,
Thinking I'm really a sad pup.
This game I made is not all that bad,
It gets me food, and makes me glad!
Yummy yummies for my tummy
I sure love my human Mommy
Last Updated 10-10-1998