The Rat: A PCV Poem

I have a rat: a PCV Poem.

Written on 10/26/2015

I have a rat.

It likes eating tomatoes, green beans, and bananas.

It doesn't like cucumbers, but always nibbles just in case.

Keeps tasting my soap, or maybe it's just cleaning its face.

It is a gymnast, thought the air it flies.

Balacing on strings to get to the food I hide.

Extorting its body to fit into the smallest tunnels of space.

Knocking over bottles, leaving a mess all over the place.

I've only seen it twice,

but I know it's here always.

It leaves evidence of it's existance for me to clean up every morning.

It turns my kitchen into its personal toilet whle I'm snoring.

I've thought about poison.

Or even a trap.

But I've made the final decision.

I'm getting a cat. 

10/31/2015 

Update: I bought poison.

 It worked. 

But I'm still getting a cat.