The
desires in his eyes
Nothing
will stop him to go
He
has it and he wants to hide
But
the little rat keeps digging in
He
tries to put up traps
The
steel wires boxes
In
selective corners
The
rat maybe lured in
The
smell of roasted fish
It
smells good miles around
He
whistles his songs
“Now
little rat makes your day!”
But
he isn't lucky
The
little rat smells the trap
He
never go near to the wired boxes
The
man watches from his CCTV
The
little rat runs around
Showing
the tail to the camera
The
man getting angry
“Damn
you little rat!”
The
secrets can't be hidden
It
will be slowly found its way
There
is no way the man could hide
He
has to come clean while he's still can
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