Roland the rat was employing
a manner most unctuous and cloying
He insisted for dinner
his meat was cut thinner
which his mum found intensely annoying
Roland the rat was employing
a manner most unctuous and cloying
He insisted for dinner
his meat was cut thinner
which his mum found intensely annoying
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It’s time he learned to cut his own meat, he must be getting on a bit by now!
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He’s 2.
A rat at 2eee!
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Very clever! He’s not 36 then like the one I’m thinking of!
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So that’s what happened to Roland the Rat after his TV days. Went back to live with his old Mum. Lovely 🙂
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He was Rastus to start, and then I googled and decided maybe not! I chose Roland because he was my best friend, until I married his girlfriend!
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A very picky rat! What next? Pheasant under glass? 🙂
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Lazy old Roland! Must be getting crotchety in his old age..or fed up of being in that broom cupboard still!
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I love it. Thanks for the chuckle. 🙂
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Very interesting, I love it. I forgot if limerick is metered. 🙂
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No, there is no set meter thankfully!
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Thank you, Peter. I should try to do it!
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I find them fun to do!
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It’s fun to read it!
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This is so much fun Peter, it really made me chuckle :O) x
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One of my aims in life is fulfilled again! x
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😂 you are lovely Peter 😊 xx
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This image of dinner in the rats’ house really makes me chuckle. One of these days Roland’s mum will demonstrate exactly how well she can use a knife. Lol Love it, Peter. 😀
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