The Erratic Rat

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There was a ridiculous Rat
Who was awfully puffy and fat.
  "I'll carry," he said,
  "This plate on my head,
'Twill answer in place of a hat."

And then he remarked with a frown,
"I suppose that I must have a gown;
  I'll make me a kilt
  Of this old crazy-quilt,
To wear when I'm going to town.

"And of course, though the weather is warm,
It may be there'll come up a storm;
  An umbrella I'll make
  Of a caraway cake,
It'll match with my whole uniform.

And I'll carry a bottle of ink
In case I should wish for a drink;
  And this flat-iron so sweet
  I'll take with me to eat,
And now I am ready, I think."

© Carolyn Wells