Once upon a dreary night
The sky was dark, not a star in sight.
A young girl sat, unaware of the rats.
As the young girl pondered, the rats sat and yondered
A feast to be prepared! Who really dares?
To capture the girl
But, it beheld a twist
As the girl wandered in the mist
Why would the rats want to eat a mere child?
When they could just travel a few miles, and creep in the market aisles?
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