Hope gnawed at my heart like a hungry rat, Ran in and out of my dreams high-walled, I heard it's scampering feet: "Pretty rat--pretty rat--!" I called, And crumbled it songs to eat. Hope peeped at me from behind my dreams, Nibbled the crumbs of my melodies, Grew tame and sleek and fat; Oh, but my heart knew ease, To feel the teeth of my rat! Then came a night--and then a day-- I heard soft feet that scuttled away-- Rats leave the sinking ship, they say.
Chewbacca way to take out all those stormtroopers! Rrrraaaaagggghhh
ReplyDeleteHope gnawed at my heart like a hungry rat,
ReplyDeleteRan in and out of my dreams high-walled,
I heard it's scampering feet:
"Pretty rat--pretty rat--!" I called,
And crumbled it songs to eat.
Hope peeped at me from behind my dreams,
Nibbled the crumbs of my melodies,
Grew tame and sleek and fat;
Oh, but my heart knew ease,
To feel the teeth of my rat!
Then came a night--and then a day--
I heard soft feet that scuttled away--
Rats leave the sinking ship, they say.
-- Leonora Speyer