Bosco Poem by George Hunter

Bosco



I had a white rat named Bosco
That I had bought down at Costco
—But one day he turned mean
—And created a scene
So I shot him with my Rosco

Poor boy, I hated to do it.

Don't cry, it's just make believe.

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