XI | We’re the rats on the island of Borneo, We never had it so good-heigh-de-ho. When the cats who had swallowed the geckoes lay dying, We crawled in by thousands from forests outlying. When the farmers saw us, they raised and angry cry: “Rats bring plague! Fly in help, or we will surely die. Help us, men of science, help us kill the rats; For the DDT you sprayed has killed off all our cats!” “Borneo for rent,” we sang. “Inquire, please, within. When the cats die off from DDT, we rats-move-in.” |
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