Speak Your Tale
Faster could i hear your struggling toes
crash down beneath and now you know
the venomous sneak grows an all out nose
which will fall at hands of vindictive crows
Can we hold off the immune trek?
to find the night a rat could wreck
and snap his tail for all to hear
the screaming call that will bring a cheer
but hold your check out in the rain
wet it wild
cloud prone child
as the day takes an obstacle turn
back into a darkened urn
of all the rats who wont prevail
for if you squeak, of hidden trails
the chance wont come
to speak your tale
