Monday, June 13, 2011

The RAT continued to climb up the ladder...

with a SINGLE-MINDED MISSION ...
with DETERMINATION...
He was a KOSHER rat...
hailed from the "KOSHER RAT FAMILY" of Brooklyn....
He wore a Kippah (skull cap)....
NO TziTzit (fringes) though...
After all....
he DESPERATELY wanted to 'fit in'...
But somehow, he never did...
He was continuously and forever doomed to being the
ODD  MAN (rat)  OUT...
His climbing, although SNEAKY, to be sure..
lacked PURPOSE....
lacked DECORUM....
and certainly lacked GRACE....
and deep inside....BELIEVE YOU ME...
HE KNEW IT....
But he plodded along, in his vulgar and heinous way....
REACHING, ALWAYS,
for the "brass ring"...
Did this RAT believe in GOD ??
NO!! NO!!
Perhaps THIS, indeed, was his downfall...
his Achilles Heel even....
He had known great FAME and HONOUR years ago....
BUT...
as ALL rats eventually do,
he'd been FOUND OUT...EXPOSED...
So he sat,
 in his RAT MAZE...
his LARGE, EMPTY, rat maze...
taking COPIOUS notes...
climbing FRIVOLOUS ladders...
AGING...
without even a MODICUM of DIGNITY or DIVINITY....

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