I’m - fairly - intelligent. Just like a rat. Empathetic. Just like a rat. I laugh when I’m tickled. Just like a rat. I need companionship. Just like a rat. And I’m - usually - clean. Just like a rat. So why don’t I want to be … just like a rat?
For Rebecca at Fake Flamenco’s July 2023 Poetry Challenge.
My header image comes from Slyfox Photography at Unsplash, and my second, also from Unsplash, from Dave Alexander. Oddly, I have not a single image of a rat in my photo archive.
I know you don’t like fantasy … but: The amazing Maurice and his educated rodents will let you appreciate rats even more. The best, in my opinion, are their names. They took them from tins when they first started to read: Dangerous Beans, Feeds 6, Dark Tan, HamnPork, Sardines, and Peaches, among others.
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OK, Elke, tell me which book these chaps are in and I’ll give it a go. I like their names – a lot!
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It Terry Pratchett (of course, 🙄) The book is called “The amazing Maurice and his educated rodents”. It received the annual Carnegie Medal from British librarians for best children’s book of the year in 2001. It is a book for young adults/teenagers rather than children, in my opinion. They made an animated movie out of it this year (I haven’t seen it yet, it’s difficult to find original movies here, I hate dubbed versions, so I’m waiting until I can stream it). It’s just called The Amazing Maurice (the original title too long or too educated for movies).
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Right. I’m on the case.
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I love this book!
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I’m going to have to get over myself and give it a go. I’m unreasonably prejudiced against books everyone else raves about.
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It’s just a fun book to read. One of Terrys YA books.
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Very good!
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Thanks, Sue.
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You’re getting good at this poetry lark
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Haha! I love it! But I am rather pleased that you are not, in fact, a rat 😳
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I don’t want to come back as a rat.
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Great fun for a poem!
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Sadly, I don’t find rats fun. Even though daughter-in-Spain had a good friend at school whose family kept tame rats which seemed to have the run of their house…. Eeew.
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Great poem!
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Thank you!
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I’ll remind myself of your poem next time Mischief drags a rat carcass through the catflap, pleased with the lovely big present she’s brought us.
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That’s one doughty cat! Our neighbours’ cats bring in voles and field mice, frequently decapitated.
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You didn’t mention your whiskers!
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Too right, Peter. Mine are poor things indeed compared with those of the rat. I am ashamed.
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Caught in the act, or bottom’s up 🤔💙
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Definitely.
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Oh, I do love your thoughts on rats!
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Ha! They’re feisty creatures. With many good qualities. Just not great neighbours, I think.
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Nice poetry. I believe rats get a bum wrap. I remember Stuart Little, Templeton – the rat in Charlotte’s Web, and Remy from Ratatouille. They were good rats – creative, funny, essential characters to the story.
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They have many good qualities. But not when attempting to reside in a domestic kitchen.
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Love the poem! Rats not so much. Like A Life in Books my main acquaintance with them is via a cat. Usually they were dead before I came across them, but one night I heard squeaking outside the bedroom door which I foolishly opened. Two pairs of eyes looked at me. I shut the door again quickly and one pair was extinct by morning 🐀🐈⬛
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Aaagh. We once had a resident rat. It took us six whole weeks to get rid of it. It was definitely smarter than us.
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No rat is the best rat!!! Fun post Margaret. Not a fan of rats but photos of rats are just fine!
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Especially if taken by someone else 😉
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I love your poem, Margaret. The pics you chose are kind of sweet too.
Should I write a rat poem too?
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Thanks Tracy. Yes, why not?
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It’s next on my list ….
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I like rats and could happily play with a pet rat, but would not want to have a wild one in the house. I used to know where wild ones lived along my walk into town (by a bench opposite the pizza takeaway – as your poem says, they are not daft) and was sorry when the vegetation they lived in got cut right back in winter.
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I can’t say that meeting a sewer-dwelling rat is my idea of a happy meeting, but I know that domestic ones can be good clean fun. I’m still wary though.
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They weren’t in the sewer, just scampering through a thinnish row of bushes. They aren’t really all that different to squirrels, which are often called tree rats in Mississippi.
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They’re called Tree Rats here too, surely? My worry about wild rats is that they might decide to call my home their home.
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I hadn’t really heard it, but I dare say so. My sweetheart’s garden is almost overrun with them.
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Such cute photos you chose. Very fun poem; similarities yet… 🙂
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Yes, it’s the ‘yet’ that bothers me …
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Not wanting to be a rat?
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Nah. Not this week 😉
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Me neither.
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