A poem about hamsters. the things they do and what they are like.
See them run in wire cages
Just look at those little faces
They run so high and low
They never know which way to go
The Masters of escape
All night they run
In plastic tread mills
Of fun
Thud, thud, thud!
I can’t wait to see
The live pin ball machine
Ping pang pong!
Take them out
And let them squeak about
With whiskers moving a mile
A minute
They sometimes have puffy faces
From the food in their cages
As they train to be a
MIDNIGHT WARROIR!
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