I am a rat.

No, not one of those scuttling

Vermin that nibble on ropes and scare

Passersby in dark city alleys...

I am the kind of  combustable rat,

Born before February 8th, 1997,

That is the following:

Clever, charimatic, generous.

 

I'm the kind of rat that lights up

At a challenge, Every problem is

Only a field of golden opportunity,

And my little paws fidget,

My beady eyes searching the stalks

For the right answer to set ablaze.

 

I'm the rascally rodent that,

Given the chance,

Makes others laugh.

My whiskers twitch as I

Smile along with them, squeaking in joy!

 

Let's not forget, I am made of fire...

My burning heart warms

My fellow animals in the cold,

Dark night of this world and illminates

Their beautiful natures and talents.