Rats

They don't eat don't sleep They don't feed they don't seethe Bare their gums when they moan and squeak Lick the dirt off a larger one's feet They don't push don't crowd Congregate until they're much too loud Fuck to procreate till they are dead Drink the blood of their so called best friend They don't scurry when something bigger comes their way Don't pack themselves together and run as one Don't shit where they're not supposed to Don't take what's not theirs, they don't compare They don't scam, don't fight Don't oppress an equals given rights Starve the poor so they can be well fed Line their holes with the dead ones bread They don't scurry when something bigger comes their way Don't pack themselves together and run as one Don't shit where they're not supposed to Don't take what's not theirs, they don't compare Rats, They don't compare Ben, the two of us need look no more