It's Tit for Tat, you big fat rat, <br />Why don't you run away. <br />My back is up, you have spat at me, <br />go find someone else to play. <br />Why should I run, and let you win, <br />It's Tit for Tat you flea ridden cat, <br />I know I've won the day. <br />Oh! no you haven't, you big fat rat, <br />and that I am proud to say. <br />I may be big, and slightly fat, <br />but I can find easy pickings. <br />but you have to wait until your fed, <br />with scraps of meat and chickens. <br />You have eaten our bacon, <br />and pinched our cheese, <br />Without even saying, <br />a thankyou or a please. <br />Then is it Tit for Tat, you flea ridden cat, <br />have I just won the day. <br />Oh! no you haven't you big fat rat' <br />and that I am proud to say. <br />Then off I go in a friendly mood, <br />giving you all your own way <br />but just remember, my flea ridden cat. <br />Tomorrow, s another day. <br />We can go on forever, <br />with all this Tit for Tat. <br />Just as long as I am a cat, <br />and you're a dirty rat.<br /><br />sylvia spencer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tit-for-tat-2/
