Lafayette Marquette

I should not be here in this house of hell.

This place of doom and dismay.

Where only the rats come out to play.

Feed me says Mr. Whiskers, So I let him have a bite.

Go ahead Mr. Whiskers satisfy your appetite.

Take a nibble on my fingers go ahead I don't mind

Help me hide from what I really fear … take another bite.

Foot steps are coming and they are bigger than a rat's.

I circled back to this house I guess I was in a trance

I need to stay away from Lafayette Marquette

He will get me I bet. Mr. Marquette is the deadliest yet.

With yellow sharp teeth and an evil stare.

He will laugh at you historically without a care.

He will swallow you whole and spit out the bones dry.

Tonight my rodent friend … I'm going to die … just die.