oh rats – a poem.

We stopped at the red light,
Garbage truck ahead.
Sometimes they smell awful,
But this one wasn’t bad.

I said when the light changed,
‘Hey, don’t get so near!’
And that’s when we saw it.
It fell out from the rear.

Greyish, small and confused
‘My God, what is that?’
The creature that crawled out —
An icky little rat!


True story. From about four hours ago. Gross.



About what sandra thinks

Sandra began writing when she was a sixth grader. She is a teller of stories through poetry, fiction, and tales from her own life. And she thinks too much. Read, think, enjoy, laugh.
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3 Responses to oh rats – a poem.

  1. Tiegan says:

    When you say rat I remember Ratatouille… have you seen that movie?

    Entertaining poem. Thank you.

    Liked by 2 people

  2. izabolinha says:

    See ? Even rats get their Christmas presents 😉 This one got a free ride !
    Turtle Hugs 🙂


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