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625 (Rueben)

My prior kin wasn't as strong as I.
Now all I do is eat, sit, sleep and lie.
All I want is some bread.
Now I ended up living with big ol' stinky fish head.
Even though I'm strong.
I want to live a happy all long.
Before Earth, everything was fine in my life.
Until Gantu became my housemaid (almost house wife).
Here I am listening him, hear every complain.
About how he has all these aches and every little pain.
I wish I had some rye.
Without sandwiches, I would die.
Not really, but I'll do what Gantu does, when he watches soaps, and cry.
Can't believe he's my partner, don't ask me why.
But through think and thin.
I'll never say it, but he is my best friend. Old blubber skin.
I know you think I'm crazy.
Right now, I would rather stop talking and eat and be lazy.
Kitchen calls me; banana, crunchy or not; all types of peanut butter, tomatoes...
Grape, strawberry, mango; all types of jelly, pineapple, lettuce, mayo, ranch, boil and fried potatoes...
Turnips, beets, turkey and chicken breasts, rice, even a pickle...
Some peas, carrots, bacon, some herbs, I enjoy even bolonga, pumpernickel...
I may even through something like now and then, like spice.
I like almost every type of sandwich, they're so delicious and nice.
Except a knuckle sandwich, I don't want that at all.
Look at my tannish fur, my accent, and body; down to my feet up to my hand and every little claw.
Look at me, in all my glory. Well at least fur.
You would never believe I'm strong and can move fast, moving so fast that I'm like a blur.
Every now and then, being here with Gantu is great.
I just his snores wouldn't keep me up so late.
Then again, I'm not an early riser.
But since I'm an experiment, I don't get dumber. I'm still maybe even more wiser.
I just don't like to say it.
I rather give my buddy Gantu some of my wit.
Even Hamsterviel, that little fur ball.
Thinks he is so mighty and all.
When he is just an animal in a cage.
With extreme smarts, and rage.
If I had to pick better the two.
I would still go with Gantu.
At least he enjoins my sandwiches and my company.
While Hamsterviel justs cares about himself and dystopia. That annoying gerbil, maybe or even a little bunny.
Anyway that doesn't matter now that I have a family, everything has fallen into place.
Because now I will always have a happy face.