Poems of the Week

Ratted Out

by Steven Kent

“Rats get taste for drugs in Houston evidence room”
The Guardian

Hey Templeton, you lazy little sot,
In Houston there’s a sight you’ve got to see: a
Warehouse full of confiscated pot
All locked up tight (I’ll bet there’s sinsemilla).

Let’s hop a freight and raid that sticky stash,
Then party till we cannot walk or stand. It’s
Bound to make us famous in a flash:
Two barnyard rats, two crafty contrabandits!