Oh, To Be a Rat in Paris
Oh, to be a rat in Paris
To watch Paris’ starry sky every night
To eat cheese in Paris as I watch cars go by
To be a rat lost in a city so big yetstill happy
To be small and quick a thief not caught for her crimes
To be a rat, the world I would give and more
To eat scraps from the best of restaurants in Paris
To explore and live a life of adventure as a small critter
To be free unbound by society and its treachery
To be tiny and swift and all by myself
To be no longer a victim in this world of misery
(I’m not sure if it’s finished or not yet, I think I’ll add to it later on)









