The
rats come out to play
There
is no hiding in the black holes
This
is the time to show the sleeping cat
It is
never felt like home
Too
much easy days
Too
much food to eat
The
easy life clouds the cat
Until
it grows fat and clumsy
The
rats know about it
Everyday
the rats will peep to see
The
years have grown into the cat
Now
the rats have the time to play
The
fat cat only watches
It
can't run after the rats
The
time of chasing is over
The
cat regrets the greed
Now
the rats run
Running
wild in the open space
Pushing
the cat to watch them
“Look
at us!”
The
cat stand up
The
heavy load brings the cat down
Too
fat to make the run
The
rats whisper running around the cat's eyes
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