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