Of hiding
The first thing we did was
Print magazines
With their names in bold san serif
Field guides to their habits and
Instincts
It had been so long since these
Rodents
Had heard a cat in the house or
The snap of a trap
They ventured forth timidly
At first
But now
So bold
They play in the bedrooms
Leave their trail through the
Halls
They chew on the fabric of modesty and
Sensibility
Their prodigious appetites have
Left stockpiles bereft
But that's okay
We each have our favorites
They look so cute with their
Shiny crowns and
Promises
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