RATS

Steve Berry-The Lost Order

live, love, but never surrender.

throw a ball in the air and catch it.

should a head come rolling by,

try and find head's headless owner.

if life comes rolling by, follow it.

life knows where it's going.

life knows all the hot-spots, 

cold-spots, sunspots.

never piss life off, life will smash you.

life accepts no sass, although life can,

and does, pass out sass

like no human could ever do. 

because I fake it;

faked it to the last,

I became a fake at long last.

then I crashed; crashed big.

nothing wrong with that;

just is, is all it is.

if it looks like a rat, smells like a rat,

tastes like a rat, could very possibly be a rat. 

no, no license required to write like this. 
was going to write: write this shit,
but decided against doing so.