The rat and the mouse
Went out to play,
For what seemed to be
A long fun-filled day.

The mouse thought it was fun,
But the rat pulled out a gun
And said,
Give meh all your moneh.

“I’m sick of waiting,
Cough it up you mouse!”
“But it’s not on me,
It’s back at the house!”

“Back at the house?
Then we better run,
Or my finger might slip,
And end all your fun.”

The mouse asked “Why?”
And the rat started to tear,
He would soon have to pull
The trigger he feared.

For the rat loved the mouse,
But it could never be.
‘Cause the rat was dirt poor
And had loan sharks to see.

…Couldn’t cup up with anything today. Then I started trying to rhyme to get inspiration. This is what came out…

A little bit sad, but what would you do in the rat’s shoes?…

I was going to have it the other way around (mouse robbing the rat), but I had issues coming up with stuff that way.