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The Rats of the Sewer-system

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There is the entrance, where the grate breaks-in

Through it Moon discloses herself at last;

You must make your way down the drain forgot,

Gnawing but soggy crackers for breakfast.

I ought to take him in hand, Bullybrat,

Ragwort, Dimwit and Looz, let me see.

Though this garbage came from our stomachs,

There’s plenty for them and none for thee.

Here I stand a moment looking outward,

This barbed-wire fence wasn’t here before.

To turn off at the valve and wander down,

Those carrot-ends will be mine I swore.

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Copyright 2022 Jeffrey Merk

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