A rat, a rat, a rat I say.,…scampering and squeaking, making its way,
Through my charts in my boat, eating things as it goes.
What the hell is a rat doing in my boat,
Away, away you will go, a cat will chase and run you away.
So I lie in wait, for the sound of my prey,
that devilish rat , Dragging items away,
to his den , thinking he will stay.
Not Likely once I set those traps,that rat will be on its way.