Commuter rat

COMMUTER RAT

The rats are at the starting gate, the race is about to begin.

By the looks of things it’s not hard to tell, that it’s Monday morning again.

The rats all leave their nests, without a minute to spare, scuffling through the traffic being less than fair.  As a rule it’s good to know, when the rats are out beware.

They run amuck every which way without a single care.  They run so hap-hazardly, you would think they’re out on a dare.

With no consideration for the other rats around, if you’re in their way they just as soon mow you down.

The rats believe they are the only ones, with a race to run. They never look back to see the results of the wrong that they have done.

Well all the rats have reached the places where they take their seats, for now the race is over, the highway is at peace.

You will not see the rats again until the clock strikes five. Then the race resumes and one can only hope that they get home alive.

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