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Once Upon a Time….
There was a pack of rats by a river.
Also, there was a cat that gave them a shiver.
These rats were not special at all.
But in size they were quite small.
While the cat in comparison was quite large.
Any rat would fear if he were to charge.
The rats lived in holes.
They had to hide to save their souls.
As a pack, they went to and fro.
Inside his tummy, the cat sought to show.
But the cat knew the number of rats was a great deal.
The full force of the collective he did not want to feel.
So, this cunning cat devised a plan
To greatly shorten the rats’ lifespan.
The cat would spend all of his day facing the sun.
And of his feet, he only stood on one.
The rats’ attention the cat managed to attract.
The rats knew this was no way for a cat to act.
The rats could not help but ask about this peculiar behavior.
The cat could only think of the rats’ flavor he would happily savor.
The rats asked, “Why do you stand on one leg with your mouth open wide?”
The cat answered with a lie to misguide.
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The cat stated, “Because I worship the sun.”
The cat only thought the rats trust he had won.
The rats began to bow to the “pious” cat one by one.
The cat couldn’t believe the success of the lie he spun.
For the last rat in the line was not so lucky.
They ended up in a place that is very mucky.
The cat would snatch them by the tail and gobble them up.
They didn’t know they shouldn’t have been last in the lineup.
The cat ate them with a swift slurp.
He had to try his best not to burp.
These sad rats went on a wet trip down the cat’s throat.
This caused the sly cat’s belly to bloat.
Day by day the cat continued to feed.
This is all due to his great greed.
Not only did the cat's greed exponentially grow,
He had no reason that he should slow.
Things continued until the chief rat noticed his pack growing smaller.
He knew that he best not make too big of a holler.
So, the next day when they lined up to make their daily bow
The rats were going to make sure the cat had his very last meow.
All at once they sprang for the cat's throat and their sharp teeth broke the skin.
Now it was time for a true bloodbath to begin.
So, the rats munched and crunched until the cat was only bone.
The true strength of a pack was surely shown.
This goes to show that great numbers make groups strong.
The cat taking advantage was quite wrong.
When his lies caught up with him
His fate was extraordinarily grim.
So, let this be a cautionary tale.
So you do not go down a similar trail.
There was a pack of rats by a river.
Also, there was a cat that gave them a shiver.
These rats were not special at all.
But in size they were quite small.
While the cat in comparison was quite large.
Any rat would fear if he were to charge.
The rats lived in holes.
They had to hide to save their souls.
As a pack, they went to and fro.
Inside his tummy, the cat sought to show.
But the cat knew the number of rats was a great deal.
The full force of the collective he did not want to feel.
So, this cunning cat devised a plan
To greatly shorten the rats’ lifespan.
The cat would spend all of his day facing the sun.
And of his feet, he only stood on one.
The rats’ attention the cat managed to attract.
The rats knew this was no way for a cat to act.
The rats could not help but ask about this peculiar behavior.
The cat could only think of the rats’ flavor he would happily savor.
The rats asked, “Why do you stand on one leg with your mouth open wide?”
The cat answered with a lie to misguide.
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The cat stated, “Because I worship the sun.”
The cat only thought the rats trust he had won.
The rats began to bow to the “pious” cat one by one.
The cat couldn’t believe the success of the lie he spun.
For the last rat in the line was not so lucky.
They ended up in a place that is very mucky.
The cat would snatch them by the tail and gobble them up.
They didn’t know they shouldn’t have been last in the lineup.
The cat ate them with a swift slurp.
He had to try his best not to burp.
These sad rats went on a wet trip down the cat’s throat.
This caused the sly cat’s belly to bloat.
Day by day the cat continued to feed.
This is all due to his great greed.
Not only did the cat's greed exponentially grow,
He had no reason that he should slow.
Things continued until the chief rat noticed his pack growing smaller.
He knew that he best not make too big of a holler.
So, the next day when they lined up to make their daily bow
The rats were going to make sure the cat had his very last meow.
All at once they sprang for the cat's throat and their sharp teeth broke the skin.
Now it was time for a true bloodbath to begin.
So, the rats munched and crunched until the cat was only bone.
The true strength of a pack was surely shown.
This goes to show that great numbers make groups strong.
The cat taking advantage was quite wrong.
When his lies caught up with him
His fate was extraordinarily grim.
So, let this be a cautionary tale.
So you do not go down a similar trail.
