The rats run
Into its holes
Bringing with it
The food collected
The cat sleeps
The whole day long
Eyes open ignoring the rats
In its mind it is just the crumbs
Clean it up let no one sees
The formula exchanges
It is the working out schedule
The cat and the rats
Working in gloves
When the owner returns
She screams out loud
All her food gone
Leaving out the crumbs
The cat wakes up
Walking proudly out of the door
Leaving the owner heaving her frustrations
Of thieves robbing her clean
The rats munching cheese
Crumbs of biscuits
The owner listens attentively
Take out her insect spray
Give it a move over
The soft running noises
Then the silence stays
She walks to the wash basin
Washes her hands
Thinking what to do
For tomorrow it never changes
Unless she improves her security
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