Lofty or low, in due course, a rat’s feast is formed of each succulent and manly inch
And the majesty lauded beast o’er beast is indistinguishable from the gloomy gabble of pests.
Stout or scrawny, hovering beneath the forked plank, they know the barrels stand in solidarity
Rotten and owed. Ready to lob a pauper into mischief’s belly; But bucks and pups, pray, go easy!